Come with me now, on a journey through time and space
Hello, denizens of the vast and all-knowing Internet. This is the last you'll be hearing of me for the month of April, as I am whisked away for a magical weekend of blood, guts and the undead at Texas Frightmare Weekend. Yes, it's true. I'm packing my bags, putting good old Fort Worthless in the rear-view for the Sheraton Grand Hotel in Irving, Texas, situated on the appropriately-titled John Carpenter Freeway outside the north entrance of Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport. Doesn't it just sound glamorous?
I'll be live and in glorious Technicolor at the PostMortem-Press booth with editor-in-chief Eric Beebe, so if you're down there, stop by and see us. I'll try my damnedest to sell a book or two. I might even say something clever. Won't that be something? So, come for the terror! Come for the mayhem! Stay for my dazzling personality and impeccable wit! Also, you know, maybe buy a book or something, jeeze. I'll see you all on the other side.
