Management does so hate to disappoint.
A recent Google search that washed up hereabouts:
naked woman sitting on a masonic compass
Provocatively specific, no? —I should probably mention I’m at Potlatch this weekend, but it’s mostly so the Spouse can talk about comics and SF and SF in comics, and can we take the bit where I mutter ingenuously about how bad I am at self-promotion as read and move on? Thanks.
(Yes, I am. No, not yet. I’ll let you know, honest. If I say April and it isn’t April I’ll just end up disappointing everyone, so I won’t say April. Nor August neither, but fuck me running if it is.)
—posted 5750 days ago
