Greetings, my fellow OOTTers! I swim before you today, a very happy little fishie indeed.  After many years of trying to type with fins, I finally dug up enough clams to hire someone to do it for me.  Octavia may not have ten fingers, but you’d be amazed at what eight arms with suckers can do.

Anyhoooo…

Here it is, the first step on the road to legitimacy. Er, fame. Something like that.  Octavia, you’re editing this before you post it, yes?

In the future, many of you lucky duckies will be attending ARGFest in Atlanta.  (And if you’re not, why not? It’s an absolutely faboo event and I know the folks who are running it personally.  Not a dead fish in the group.) Anyone who donates ten clams to the Order of the Trout gets a special mention in the ARGFest supporters list, and also gets a lovely little token of my esteem. Even if you can’t make it to Atlanta, you can still join.  Just make sure we have a mailing address so we can send you your totally cool OOTT swag.

To donate, look for the PayPal link somewhere over there (gestures towards sidebar with fin). You can also join at ARGFest, but just be aware that the little tokens will be limited in number and when they’re gone, they’re gone, just like that little fry who played too close to the lure.

So much to share with you, OOTTers, but Octavia is complaining that her arms are tired. [Editor's note: Am not. It's Dolly's cocktail time.]