Well, this is what I get for not reading "Making Light" for a week or so. I stop lurking briefly, and they do all kinds of interesting stuff behind my back.

I especially got a kick out of Bruce Cohen's discovery that "Watermelon, watermelon, watermelon, watermelon, watermelon" came out to Mark Twain. The gizmo must've been thinking of his line that, "We know it was not a southern watermelon that Eve took; we know it because she repented."

Alas that the vanity publishers are also unlikely to repent.