Grading all day, but then rewarded with a real treat -- dinner with George R.R. Martin and some of his very nice, well-read, and funny fans. We had yummy Greek food (ah, the skordalia, the calamari, the flaming cheese) and a long, fun conversation, until they kicked us out of the restaurant. I guess they thought we were troublemakers. And look at this picture -- I certainly look a little possessed. But in a good way. I blame the half bottle of wine George made me drink.
He looks a little terrified, I think. Don't worry, George. I promise to be gentle.