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Signs you've spent too much time doing random historical map research: you look at your Google directions for picking people up for Readercon, and think for a split second, "Hey, is that a Roman road?"

In other news, I had a dream last night that BRCF was going to pay me in Bitcoins, and also it turned out that Bitcoins were actually issued as physical objects--little blue plastic squares, labeled in red and gold "Good for Five (5) Bitcoins!" which you then had to redeem online.

Last night, my favorite webcomic won a Hugo.*

Then, shortly after I got home, some @$$hat crashed into my (parked) moped, breaking the windshield and doing some miscellaneous other damage.**No time to identify the vehicle, of course; and the very nice policeman who eventually showed up [after a detour to go break up a fight] pointed out that both the license and the insurance appeared to have expired. Both of which I would have to renew if I'm going to drive this thing again.

So I don't really know how to feel this morning.

*Sadly, I had no one to celebrate this with: going into the CrowBar and loudly asking "So! Who knows who Digger-of-Unnecessarily-Complicated-Tunnels is?" produced no results.