Darn it, I don't ever think of reading the glossary first. Now I'm going to know there's something juicy back there and will be forced to deal with the temptation to look.

Sorry, there's always a few flies you can't scratch

This is bunk -- Tor only sending him on a seven-day tour for a book of this magnitude. I'd actually hoped he'd come within 700 miles of me this time. Who picks his stops? A cross-eyed Trolloc who makes spreadsheets out of the bones of the damned? I say we revolt and...um...actually I can't think of anything I'd actually do to make a point. I'm certainly not going to boycott the book. Drat! Um...okay, I'll stop ranting.

For now.