So last night I bailed out on a writer's workshop that a friend invited me to. Turns out he couldn't make it, I didn't know anyone other participants, and I couldn't get the host on the phone to confirm the details. What does this all mean? Not much, just a minor setback on the path to better craftsmanship.

The evening wasn't wasted, though. Have you seen "Like Water for Chocolate" (or read the book)? Dope!