Terry Pratchett announces he has early-onset Alzheimer's. I am not okay with this, not even a little. Pratchett is keeping a good attitude about it, at least: "I think there's time for at least a few more books yet." (Of course, I'm not satisfied with this. He needs to produce at least two books a year until I die. I command it.) Terry Pratchett's brain can not rot out. Also, Neil Gaiman is never allowed to lose his hair. Or his brain. But also his hair.

In the post-script to his announcement, Pratchett says "I know it's a very human thing to say "Is there anything I can do", but in this case I would only entertain offers from very high-end experts in brain chemistry." Note to self: Study harder.

nods to scixual
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Anyone read Something*Positive?

I've discovered that RK Milholland is going to be in Davis Square on Wednesday, and I'm debating whether I want to be a squeeing fanboy in a crowd of other squeeing fanboys, or whether I want to just smile quietly to myself and continue with life as usual.

Wednesday is normally game night. I should probably not cancel game night. hrm.