Behold! The first piece of junk mail sent to Barn Owl Review Inc. Our articles of incorporation have gone through, and we are now a nonprofit organization. On the horizon: paypal pre-sales of the debut issue, new t-shirts, a complete list of contributors, and the mag itself. Galleys will be going out within the next week, so all you contributors will be getting a peek soon.
I can't believe I'm sharing this, but today I sent both of my kids to school in Ohio State colors. It just isn't worth being a stick in the mud. Like, Gabi has no idea what it means that her mom went to Michigan as an undergrad. When I dropped her off there was no blue or gold in sight. So there you have it.
Pics from last night's open mic are up at Sara's place. It wasn't an outdoor open mic. The pictures just turned out best when we were outside.
Friday confession: for about five minutes this morning I contemplated eating fried chicken for lunch. I'm not the eating-fried-chicken type. It must be the snowflakes or something.