Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Free Art Books!

Kayaks on the Klamath.

Sesame Street.

Placeholding.

Yeah, yeah. The day job, you know, and it’s acting up again, and I really ought to get an ointment or something for that, and I’m trying to get some other writing done, and we’re going to be at APE in just over a week, so if you’re in San Francisco the weekend of the eighth, well, hey, we’ll be in the same city, and over in Nemas Animæ we’re getting ready to do up a lexicon game about magical texts, so, you know, I’m somewhat distracted. Which is why I haven’t written much of anything here, I suppose it goes without saying. That, and the fact that there’s two entries I keep alluding to that I can’t seem to get written. So I won’t mention the third. Or the fourth.

So hey! Go read the Valve. I mean, god damn would you look at that masthead.

—Filed 7451 days ago to Indulgences.

  1. Glenn    Mar 31, 08:52 pm    #
    Wow. A lexicon RPG. Cool.

    Sorry I'm not very articulate, I've been digging through ten years of papers looking for tax stuff.

  2. MIke    Apr 19, 04:29 am    #
    Not that I'm a size queen or anything, but your masthead is way more impressive.

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