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Q Q&A & Year Five Thursday, Mar. 20, 2008 - 12:42 a.m. Today is Sweater Day, in honor of Fred Rogers. --- Next, beware of flashing tentacle titties! --- In a recent blog post, Mark Evanier sang the praises of somebody who admonished a crowd at a Stephen Sondheim event about how to ask a question. The admonition was as follows: Later, there will be a Q-and-A session and I'm sorry to say I need to explain to people what the "Q" means. It means you ask a question. A question is a sentence that begins with an interrogatory pronoun and it ends with a question mark and your voice goes up at the end. And it's one sentence. If it's more than one sentence, it's not a question. This is not an audition. It is not about you. We don't need to hear what the first Sondheim show was you saw and how it forever changed your life. Just ask a real question and sit down. Back in the Before Time, I was involved in the administration of -- and enjoyed participating in -- science fiction conventions. In some instances, panel discussions were needlessly and hellishly long, because the panelists would open the floor. What I wouldn't have given to have had the above few sentences printed out on a handy piece of paper. --- Old Buddy Dave noticed something a day or so ago. Today is my fifth anniversary at Diaryland. It's been a really good run, and I thank you for reading. I hope you'll keep stopping by. --- Okay, that's it. Have a good Thursday. ---
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