| Lisa Yee ( @ 2006-10-31 21:56:00 |
Treat or Treat and Meet and Greet
TRICK or TREAT
In the name of science (and morbid curiosity) I documented our Halloween candy stash. I was even going to weigh it, but that would have required I carry it to another room, and I am too lazy for that.



MEET and GREET
This month-ish it wasn't bowling, or a wine-and-baklava-infused Geek dinner, or judging a parade, although we have done all those things. The LAYA (Los Angeles Young Adult Authors) event was a Pajama Party celebrating all LAYAs who had a book released in 2006. (I seriously considered wearing pajamas, but opted out. I went to a costume party once and, to my embarrassment, and everyone else's in the room, I was the only one in costume. This still haunts me.)
It was great fun, and Miss Cecil did a marvelous job of herding all the authors, selling books, MC-ing, and being the life of the party.
Here are some paparazzi-esque photos . . . (note: Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, and the cast of Dancing with the Stars tried to get in all the shots, but they were skillfully edited out.)
Cecil Castellucci, Rachel Cohn and Moi.

(Rachel is from NY, but we claim her as one of ours.)
Pajama-clad authors Kerry Madden and Amy Goldman Koss.

(Obviously, they were never odd man/woman out at a costume party.)
LAYA-ers (from bottom left): Cecil Castellucci, Rachel Cohn, Jordan Roter, Francesca Lia Block. (Second row or so) Kerry Madden, Eileen Rosenbloom, uh, (behind Kerry) Amy Goldman Koss, then Sally Nemeth (black shirt), then me, and below me is Erin Vincent, who's husband took the photo, and above, that's Mark Williams (left) and the other guy is Michael Reisman. Sigh. If we were the LAMAs* we could have been more organized and in straight lines.

(A couple LAYAs escaped/wandered away before the photo was taken. We still don't know where they are.)
*Los Angeles Mathematical Authors
Best Costume Award (LAYA or otherwise) . . .
True story. A kid, about 11-years old, came to my door wearing a suit.
"Gimme some candy," he demanded in a low voice.
"Uh, who are you supposed to be?" I asked.
"Dick Cheney."
"Excuse me, but I'm not giving candy to Dick Cheney," I told him.
"But don't you think I'm the scariest thing you've ever seen?" he said.
I gave him some candy.

TRICK or TREAT
In the name of science (and morbid curiosity) I documented our Halloween candy stash. I was even going to weigh it, but that would have required I carry it to another room, and I am too lazy for that.



MEET and GREET
This month-ish it wasn't bowling, or a wine-and-baklava-infused Geek dinner, or judging a parade, although we have done all those things. The LAYA (Los Angeles Young Adult Authors) event was a Pajama Party celebrating all LAYAs who had a book released in 2006. (I seriously considered wearing pajamas, but opted out. I went to a costume party once and, to my embarrassment, and everyone else's in the room, I was the only one in costume. This still haunts me.)
It was great fun, and Miss Cecil did a marvelous job of herding all the authors, selling books, MC-ing, and being the life of the party.
Here are some paparazzi-esque photos . . . (note: Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, and the cast of Dancing with the Stars tried to get in all the shots, but they were skillfully edited out.)
Cecil Castellucci, Rachel Cohn and Moi.

(Rachel is from NY, but we claim her as one of ours.)
Pajama-clad authors Kerry Madden and Amy Goldman Koss.

(Obviously, they were never odd man/woman out at a costume party.)
LAYA-ers (from bottom left): Cecil Castellucci, Rachel Cohn, Jordan Roter, Francesca Lia Block. (Second row or so) Kerry Madden, Eileen Rosenbloom, uh, (behind Kerry) Amy Goldman Koss, then Sally Nemeth (black shirt), then me, and below me is Erin Vincent, who's husband took the photo, and above, that's Mark Williams (left) and the other guy is Michael Reisman. Sigh. If we were the LAMAs* we could have been more organized and in straight lines.

(A couple LAYAs escaped/wandered away before the photo was taken. We still don't know where they are.)
*Los Angeles Mathematical Authors
Best Costume Award (LAYA or otherwise) . . .
True story. A kid, about 11-years old, came to my door wearing a suit.
"Gimme some candy," he demanded in a low voice.
"Uh, who are you supposed to be?" I asked.
"Dick Cheney."
"Excuse me, but I'm not giving candy to Dick Cheney," I told him.
"But don't you think I'm the scariest thing you've ever seen?" he said.
I gave him some candy.