No, no, they can't take that away from me

The latest issue of Locus has a mention of Being Small:

"One of the modern masters of fantasy delivers a subtly chilling novella about a boy who grows up alternately comforted and haunted by the ghost of his ‘shadow twin' Small, an under-developed fetus who was removed and put in a specimen jar at a medical school.”

I'm a modern master, yay.

Well, fuckety-fuck

Borderlands is closing.

I am beyond gutted. Borderlands is my place; it's the first place I ever went to in SF, and it's where I go every time I go up to the city; sometimes it's the only reason for going up to the city; and it's not going to be there after March.

Also, the people there are friends of ours. Alan and Jude came to our wedding, and now they're losing their business. They must be devastated.