Why, hello, little tax refund.  Do you know where you're going?  No, not to the bank.  No, not to the bill collectors.  No, not to the schools.  That's right, you're going to a magical place online where you go away to live with a nice company and they send me some books to console me for my loss.  It will be a magical journey.

I'm continuing my quest to find as much published material as I can, and in doing so am now hitting all the subsidy and self-publishing sites online (thanks a lot for making my life harder, Amazon).  So far, I've ordered three new texts (the Black, the Maranto, and the Johnson--hee!) and discovered a few more to add to my list.  They just keep coming out, don't they?  Notably, it seems that there's a new follow-up to the de Mendes text coming out that focuses on Raoul, who never gets his own novels, it seems like.  Should be interesting.

Apparently, the Woosley/Kisgen film has been pushed back yet again, probably to this winter.  My disappointment is probably surmountable.