Quick update from Conestoga.
So far the convention is all about olives, bats and chicken sex. Good times.
The one bad spot so far is that I finally met Mark Henry in person. We hated each other on sight. Now all the authors are splitting up into Team Mark and Team Jaye. There's a rumble planned in the parking lot tonight at 9. I think we all know Team Jaye will emerge victorious cause I'll cut a bitch.
More later once I have a chance to gather more blackmail material.