The Black Sun, Bill Mayer
Sorry for the lack of posts. I was going to say “slackage,” but oh, it isn’t that.
We’re moving. We do this about every two years. That’s not a problem. The problem is that the timeline got moved up, so my life is all bubble wrap and boxes. I’ll pop in as often as I can, but my grand plans are scuttled.
So y’all have extra Halloween for me, k?
