Bringing Sexy Back

Alright, my blog is finally starting to look shipshape. The sidebar and links still need some work, and I'll tackle that later. If your link isn't there yet, be patient. I don't run on anything resembling a schedule. It's more like a modified version of the Bataan Death March.

I'll be at Norwescon 31 all day tomorrow, so don't expect any new posts until Monday. Probably I'll have a flood by then. Of material, I mean. Not water. Okay, God? I don't need a natural disaster to actually hit me right now. I already have Steve Perry. This affliction, somehow even Job missed out on.

Mushtaq, I still owe you those web pages. I haven't forgotten. I'm working on the content now that my broken blog is back in action. I'll deliver those on Sunday, after the Con.

The Pendekar site on youtube is picking back up, thanks everybody for your support. Also, to those who have recently promoted my material on other sites, my deepest thanks. I waste so much time arguing with trolls, I often miss all the good things out there as well. I'm happy if you have found things in my writing or videos you can use, that's why I put it out there.

I found this Time magazine from 1987 the other day. I never noticed this kind of weirdness running around when I was a kid.

So...What would happen if the cover read "Those Clever Negroes!" or "The Hottest Latin Chicas!" Call me kooky, but isn't this a typical display of racism? Where the hell is the NAACP?

...Oh wait. Those Asian American whiz kids don't have one. They drive Porches.

It occurred to me after Perry took his oh-so-god-damned-cheap shot that most of my friends have some.."Unusual", I guess is the right word, photos of me, in compromising positions. This seems to be a tradition, and an alarming one at that. I need to get some candid shots of me fornicating with half a dozen hooter's girls.

Much better. More, I dunno...Hetro.

See you wankers on Monday.