The biped is a member and has been attending some sessions in between searching for a house to rent this winter in Palm Springs. Frankly, I think he should forget about the conference and focus on the house. I LOVE Palm Springs. And so far at the conference, he's heard panel discussions that included a woman who related word for word her conversation with Mailer about God AFTER he was dead and a man who had a three decade penpal relationship with Mailer in addition to shooting his brother, spending time in a mental institution and teaching at a college run by lesbian nuns. Um, yeah. Palm Springs.
And we'll get to see Zuley the Giant, whose enormous forehead I miss licking.
In the meantime, I am getting used to the new place. There are a lot of different smells here, but more carpet for me to run on and sit on and NO STAIRS! Here is a local view. Our old living room looked out on this tree. That's how close we are to the old place.
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