I decided not to write a post this weekend partly because I'm lazy, but mostly because I assumed that everyone in the world would be reading Harry Potter and ignoring lesser priorities like eating, sleeping, bowel movements, fashion blogs, etc. I ran some errands on Saturday in the midst of the HP furor, fully expecting an empty streets Vanilla Sky moment (I even wore some spandex jogging pants out in public in anticipation of no human contact), but sadly, I was mistaken. And according to my hit counter, a couple people actually came to my blog too, so yeah, sorry about that.
Speaking of Harry Potter (and who isn't?), my partner in freelance writing crime, Mike, has been doing some mega Deathly Hallows predictions/speculation/analysis on his blog, Seven Minus Four.
My friend Lyndsey thinks you should pay for your damn coffee.
And finally, remember that whole name-my-friend's-puppy thing? Joei has written up the entire puppy saga, including a dramatic sex change and the chosen moniker! Man will this puppy have some stories to tell...