I remember back when Gabriel's most tender realms tried to manifest themselves here, in The World. I didn't see him for a while. I do often think about the first part there, where his shit was trying to get out, but he didn't know what was happening. That seems quite unpleasant. And this was immediately after having the flu, then having food poisoning. My own form, lumpen and greased with sebum though it may be, doesn't do that. It punched in like forty years ago and just does its business. My suspicion is that all the bills - for my wickedness, for my sloth, and for an pronounced "Wastrel Era" - will all just come due at once.
Kris backed me up then too; he's always ready. Indeed, he'll be with me in PAX Aus next week, which you can still go to! Three day passes are sold out, but still. Good to be back at Jeff's Shed, and I'm pretty excited about a certain panel I keep getting mails about. But! Back when Mork's body was trying to kill him, Kris and I collabbed on a couple strips, which Mike capped off with a third strip that I always thought had a nice texture.
Dabe and I have a few things we want to mess with on the 10-2 stream, and it's hard to decide. Do we go with PlateUp - rogelite cooking action? Or do we check out this Rumbleverse thing? There's options. We will see you on stream at the appointed hour.