We started the evening with dinner at Harry's, downtown, where I ordered the kind of beer whose bottles were used to make this chandelier...
...and where Jana ordered a "Wedge Salad" that ended up being more of a salad boob. With bacon: 
Afterwards, we went to Grumpy's, which is not named after one of the Seven Dwarfs, despite what its name suggests; it features prominently in the very good story that Rebecca read:
Super-special thanks to Dick, pictured to the far right, for the good stories, and to Shannon with the Cannon at the Loft who is not pictured, but who took many pictures:
Everything about this evening felt really encouraging, but maybe the best part of all was that they put our names on the marquee. We stood underneath it and Matt took our picture: 
From here, we appear small. But together we are mighty. Look out.
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Very mighty.
Just in case I end up stalking you, a little gem from Dick: Stalking is the highest form of flattery.
Yeay! Looks like a great venue. It was good timing that my friends Rose and John had been looking for an excuse to finally check out the Loft.
They said they had a great time, really enjoyed the mighty writers.
Dick is very wise. And I love that you're trying to read the book naked. If anyone at work looks at you weird, just be all "What? It's casual Tuesday."
And Elizabeth, thanks so much for driving readers our way!
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