Westercon in Tempe, AZ this past weekend was truly wonderful. My update would be more thorough but for almost having died yesterday on the way home. I’m not really sure what happened (you know the thing about short term memory not getting written when interrupted by serious enough trauma) except that I was headed home on AZ 71 when my car was struck by the trailer of an 18 wheeler headed in the opposite direction. The first thing I remember is the sense of my face being burned by the air bag, the windshield coming apart, and a sense that the car was spinning rapidly.
All the side curtain airbags deployed. It took about an hour to pry me out of the vehicle. My only injury–at least that has surfaced thus far–is a cracked/bruised rip and lots of bruises/cuts/sore achy stuff.
I got my first ever (and, I hope, last) ambulance ride, was treated, and released. BTW, at that hospital, released basically means being pitched out the door and being told “there is no taxi here, but the _____ hotel is right up the road, there.”
My eternal thanks to Arizona Department of Public Safety Officer R. Hover, Badge No. 10123 who called me after discharge to find me to return my CPAP machine, found me by the side of the road, and saw that I got to the hotel safely.
More when I am feeling better. Excuse the lack of further updates and convention news until then.