It looks like Terry Pratchett and the rest of the serious SF fans in DC were at Mandalay on Saturday night. You know, Mandalay, that funky Burmese place that is approximately ten minutes' walk from my apartment, next to the gun shop, tattoo parlor, santeria supply joint, and used bookstore of fame. Son of a bitch, what a meal to miss.
Let us not linger overlong on my grumpiness, though; here's a fan's very good write-up, which neatly explains the shirt I wasn't close enough to make out, and she was also kind enough to link to the webcast of his speech.
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Time to join the WSFA. Cheaper than a charity dinner with Joss.
I think you're right. If nothing else, Jon Singer (the tall lanky guy with the beard) appears to know some of the best hole-in-the-wall ethnic restaurants in the tristate area.
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