Between my broken desktop computer and the Cavalcade of Boring that is my life, I was sad as Cinderella sitting at home while the entire Romance world was living it up in fabulous Pittsburgh, PA. Then the blogging started. Reports of groping by greasy men, complaints about the complainer complaining about said groping, Mr. Romance contestants who are packing teh crazy in addition to the proverbial pair of tube socks, dueling daughters…WTF, peoples? It’s starting to sound like Romantic Times threw an episode of the Jerry Springer show, and everyone was invited.
Now, I know there are grown-ups who went to the convention, and had a fab time. They just don’t get as many hits. So if you went, and had a fab time, tell me about it in the comments, or link to your blog post.
