The UW book launch went very well, I thought. Lots of familiar faces, some new ones, and a few people I hadn't seen for quite some time and was very, very glad to see again. Compliments of grad student extraordinaire, Deltcho Valtchanov, here are a few pix.
All of my children managed to come to the launch, some of them at great personal expense (i.e. hours of pay docked at their jobs). My little ones are especially engaged with this process. Pictured here, Mei Ling, my youngest daughter, supervises my signing. She and her brother MacLaughlin (whose hair is just visible to my right) play this adorable game where they sit at opposite ends of our big dining table and pretend to be mom and dad. At dinner the night before this launch, they started in. Mei Ling: "How was your day, dear?" MacLaughlin: "Oh, terrible. I only got 22 hits on my book." This madness has been going on for about 2/3 of their lifespan so far. I'm not sure what I've turned them into.
A little tip. Always go to book launches. Especially if you're hungry. The cake was fantastic. I had to sneak my piece while my wife Karen was engaged with the merchandise rather than keeping a vigilant eye on my blood sugar. I can only get away with that where books are involved. She's a textovore.
Pandemonium at the cake table, though some of my favourite peeps are looking over at the man with no cake, eyes filled with pity.
Here I am talking into a microphone that may not have been turned on, and taking a fair amount of abuse for wearing the same jacket as in my author photo. I thought it could become a trademark, or maybe even a symbol of my individuality and my belief in personal freedom, like Nick Cage's snakeskin jacket in Wild at Heart. But apparently it's not working. Next book: something with wearable computing. LEDs that signal my heart rate maybe.
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