Hey, San Diego Peeps, Do Me A Favor? (Or Even You Los Angeles Peeps.)

(NOTE: Based on time elapsed since the posting of this entry, the BS-o-meter calculates this is 12.06% likely to be something that Ferrett now regrets.)

I’m signing in San Diego next Saturday, and Mysterious Galaxy – one of the finest bookshops in the nation – would like you to RSVP at their Facebook page.
Now, I feel a little embarrassed about pimping my goddamned book appearances so much, but every stop thus far gone literally like this:
*two months before* “Hey, I’m going to be in Portland!”
*six weeks before* “Hey, I’m going to be in Portland!”
*one month before* “Portland!  I’m going!  You should totally show!”
*three weeks before* “Do you see my goddamned arms flailing?  Here’s another blog post entirely devoted to my arrival in Portland!”
*one week before* “ZOMG I’M SO EXCITED TO GO TO PORTLAND.”
*on the day of the event* “Ferrett, you’re in Portland?  Why didn’t you say something?”
See this cracked skull, right above my eye sockets?  That’s from the force of this headdesk.
So to reiterate: I do not know where any of you live.  I am facing this metal box with an Internet in it, and you live in this Internet.  I’m the one shouting my impending arrival, and unfortunately it is up to you to tell me your location.
So!  If you are in San Diego, or within driving distance of San Diego, I am going to be there this Saturday. I will be right here.  And if you’d like to see me, please mark your attendation of this event.  Please inform any San Diego-close friends that BTdubs, Ferrett will be at Mysterious Galaxy, maybe we could all go to see him, for he will hug us and go out for drinks afterwards and laugh and chat with you.  These signings are like mini-cons where I see cool people and hang with them, and I would like to hang with you.
But this only happens if you know about this, so please.  If you’re nearby, note this impending wave of me-ness.  Because when you go “Wait, Ferrett, when did you say you’re in town?” I will be very kind and not show you the goddamned list of seven fucking times I told you; I will merely retain an icy silence and not reply because my teeth will be fused together from intense grinding.
I love you.  I want to see you.
San Diego’s where I’ll be.
If you can get down there, show up.

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