My eagle-eyed daughter spotted this alarming bit of decor whilst watching Star Trek TAS episode The Survivor. The Federation probably frowns on collecting and displaying trophies of this sort.
I’m mad off the hook like Amtrak wi-fi/Got a Zipcar for an afternoon drive-by
Twilight Singers, Candy Cane Crawl
If you just opened this like I told you to, tie yourself down to whatever typewriter you’re sitting in front of, because this email is going to be a rough fucking ride.
For those of you that have your heads stuck under rocks, which apparently is the majority of y’all, we have been FUCKING UP in terms of night time talk shows and general online interactions with key influencers. I’ve been getting texts on texts about authors LITERALLY being so fucking AWKWARD and so fucking BORING. If you’re reading this right now and saying to yourself “But oh em gee Jess, I’ve been having so much fun with my editors this week!”, then punch yourself in the face right now so that I don’t have to fucking find you at Bluestockings Bookstore to do it myself.
This site and its proprietor are enmeshed in a double-helix of semantic ambiguity. Likely you are looking for Twitch.tv to watch video game tournaments or seeking info on Peter Kay, who is a big-deal British comedian. Otherwise, scroll or grab a copy of my game physics based musical instrument, K235.
K235 is a game physics-base touchscreen musical instrument, and comes with 5 sound sets: Electronic, Chamber, Post-Jazz, Filthy Silence and #girl. New soundsets added as the author is so moved.
What’s that in your head ahhh human mimesis!