We finally got mail today: it was dumped on the front steps, because, you know, putting it in the actual mail box would have been too polite. There was quite a bit of it, too, confirming my suspicion that the Postal Service was hoarding it for some reason.
I got two issues of Sf&F, so the mail retention must've gone on for a while. I also got a contract from Weird Tales for "The Gong", a crazy story about an eunuch that I wrote a while ago and never got around to submitting. I'm thrilled. Between this and the "perfect storm" geeky exam, I'm wondering if I shouldn't buy the lottery this week. It sure seems like I'm having a lucky streak.