Return of the repressed

I am back from Reno, where I learned that I had once again suppressed Claire Brialey. Which is to say that Mark Plummer reminded me that at the Great Corflu Cricket Discussion earlier this year, Claire had just as much to say on the topic as grytpype_thynne. In revenge for my sexist mindlessness, Claire has won herself a Hugo. I'm proud of myself for not remembering it as Mark's Hugo (not that he doesn't deserve one himself). I'm pretty proud of Claire, too. She apparently doesn't need me to remember what she says in order to hit her marks.

Forgiving soul that she is, Claire allowed me to bring her rocket back to Seattle, where she and Mark will be visiting for the rest of the week. Apparently she is more forgiving than trusting, however, as she didn't give me the base as well.