More Random Gloats (More Pointless Apologies

Boy, this getting-laid-not-smoking-dope-thing seems to be doing wonders for my productivity. Give it another few days and - who knows? - I might get back to work on the (fucking) novel - or even just finish up some of the reviews I've been trying to put together for what is turning into my Last Dangerous Visions website.

Time will tell kids. Meanwhile, if you dare (or have nothing better to do), the following is a more-or-less acurate transcription of my musings from Rhino's this evening, edited (I hope) for brevity and clarity, but with nary a thought towards lawsuits or other objections to my pithy prose. ( Click here to enter the sodden depths of my soul. )