The woman who sat next to me on the plane from Atlanta sat bolt upright and put the blanket over her head. Because of the folds of cloth, she looked exactly like that one Star Trek: The Next Generation episode where Crusher is in the morgue and all the corpses sit up with shrouds over them. "Eyes...in the dark...one moon circles..." Yeeesh.
Saw a Monk Parakeet on a telephone wire in Austin. Lifer!
Great bookstore gig, chatted with fans and got to see people I know primarily as Internet handles.