Crash was in town? Curses! And whether that’s a good or a bad curse depends upon your feelings about zombies. I never give zombies a second thought, but they are never far from Crash’s fearful mind. Unfortunately, just in time for his visit to Baltimore, someone (perhaps the dreaded Goblin Foo Uvula!) unleashed the dreaded Curse of the Zombie upon this fair city. Or possibly just on my household. Either way, I was simultaneously so busy and so exhausted that I transformed into the undead. Yes, the undead! Lurching from place to place, activity to activity, I cannot help but feel that was not very good company, as much as I enjoyed myself.

The pies of resistance was a mojito party Rob and I whipped together for Crash and a few of his Baltimore blogging friends. Zenchick, Jwer and Cara were some of the luminaries who graced us with their presence.

My impression is that a delightful time was had by all . . . even the zombies.