Thus spake JMS:

The only things I can say right now about B5:TMoS is that now that all the correct agreements have been signed, sealed and delivered, the draft has gone in, met with great enthusiasm all around, notes have been received, and the next draft is in process and has to be delievered within two weeks so that certain other steps can be set into motion.

I still can’t tell you what it *is* because that has to come from the proper people through the proper channels at the proper time…but I can tell you a few cases of what it *isn’t*…it isn’t a novel, or a short story, a comic, an animated series, a radio drama or a stage play. Beyond that, deponent sayeth not

TLAs: JMS = Joseph Michael Straczynski, creator of Babylon 5, etc.

B5:TMoS = unknown, but the list of guesses is here, and JMS says one of them is right.
I’m holding out for “The Meaning of Spoo.”
(holy cow, everybody’s reposting this – it’s more for hubby David’s delight than for anything else)

Thanks to ***Dave for the heads up.

My college buddy at the Library of Congress (Hey! Debbie!!!) might need this: Nancy Pearl the Librarian Action Figure (with amazing push-button shushing action!).

The figures are sold through Archie McPhee

Her book, Book Lust, Recommended Reading for Every Mood, Moment, and Reason, looks like a fun read.

Currently making its way around the blogosphere: the Country Quiz.

Let’s see:

You’re Thailand!
Calmer and more staunchly independent than almost all those around you, you have a long history of rising above adversity. Recent adversity has led to questions about your sexual promiscuity and the threat of disease, but you still manage to attract a number of tourists and admirers.  And despite any setbacks, you can really cook a good meal whenever it’s called for. Good enough to make people cry.

Take the Country Quiz at the Blue Pyramid

Woo-hoo! I have a bit of a rep, but great food and beautiful beaches in a stable constitutional monarchy is okay by me.

That big desk in the Oval Office is just made for a big ol’ dirty game of
cutthroat 2-handed spades… poor POTUS, so worried about everybody else’s sek-shul and po-litical bidness, and he’s still got nobody to play with (Cheney whoooo?? Vice President whaaaaa???). And even if he did, he still doesn’t have all the trump cards stuck to the underside of the desk with a half-chewed wad of Teaberry.

(via the very manly PatriotBoy)
((dang, my family unit is unrecognizable under his amendment, too bad))
(((apron + pearls = Red Blooded American burqa: discuss)))