.I'm packing for London, Edinburgh, and York, so I almost missed blogging today. Luckily, what I have to blog is short and sweet.
It's a memory of the astonishingly and effortlessly witty John M. Ford, known to all his friends as Mike. Years ago, I ran across him at a science fiction event, where they'd given us those little stick-on name tags beginning:
HELLO. MY NAME IS . . .
and under it, he'd written:
YOU KILLED MY FATHER
PREPARE TO DIE
Which was just so damned typical of him. I really miss the guy.
And if you're going to be in London a week from Wednesday. . .
I'll be appearing at the British Science Fiction Association meeting in the Antelope Tavern in Belgravia. Meeting notice here. Why not drop by and say hi? I'm not like most of the people you meet.