Terry Pratchett! EEEEE! Our stop was fairly early on his signing tour, so he seemed a lot more genial and energized in comparison with last year. He arrived 30 minutes early and started the signing process before he spoke, so that we could all get out at a sane hour. Ko and I were some of the first up! I got Thud!, Where's My Cow?, and my Discworld Family Values poster signed, we took pictures in which I look like I'm controlling an elaborately detailed Terry Pratchett hand-puppet, and I asked him two questions: No, the naming of Nobby's girlfriend was not a reference to his Jingo pseudonym, and alas, we're not likely to get much of a change in the Carrot/Angua dynamic in the near future. I guess I'll just have to rely on fanfiction to get my fix. *sigh* Why is there PRACTICALLY NO CARROT/ANGUA FANFICTION? Come on, fandom! There are enough Vimes/Vetinari fics out there. Can someone represent for the canon ships?

*coughs politely* Anyway!

The crowd was a fair size -- Borders proved to be momentously stupid and only set up seating for 40 or so. Ko and I arrived an hour early, and we had to sit on the floor.

He started speaking promtly at 7. Highlights included: 1) Comparing sci-fi fans with British footballers. He envisioned hordes of fen prowling the streets of London, shouting rallying cries of "DR WHOOOOO!" ("There are football fans who make the most rabid trekkie look like an Amish minister.") 2)His famous near-sandwich experience. No summary can do justice to the telling. 3) "It's nice to go on tour in the States, because in Britain, I have almost as much money as God. Who has almost as much money as JK Rowling."

And I got several compliments on my Serenity shirt, so all is good.