Soooo....
...who wants to buy me a paid account? Mine's about to crap out.
If I were someone actually talented, like
calamityjon, I would offer a pretty drar-ing in exchange for this. But I am a mere hack who spends his days interviewing people who aren't famous. I cannot offer you a pretty drar-ing. I could offer you a poem, or a story, or one of those joke things I write that aren't actually funny, but that's what people do when they want to give you a present but they don't have any money.
However, I am moving pretty soon, and in moving, I will be shedding myself of a whole fucking lot of material possessions. So, assuming you're not a big enough sucker to buy me a paid account just because you enjoy my third-rate James Wolcott routine, or because you're hoping I'll write you a story where the Human Target does She-Hulk in the can, here's what I will offer:
- 1 (one) digital video disc;
- 2 (two) books -- one fiction, one not;
- 3 (three) audio compact discs, mix or not; and
- 4 (four) comic books.
All from the Leonard Pierce collection but not making the move north with me, and all of my choice, but I'll make a vaguely worded promise that they don't entirely blow. These will you receive in exchange for ponying up another year's worth of this frantic time-suck on my behalf. What else are you gonna do with that money, retire? Eat? Give me a fucking break.
EDIT: It is done! Profound thankees to all who responded; I'll try to be occasionally amusing for your kindness.
If I were someone actually talented, like
calamityjon, I would offer a pretty drar-ing in exchange for this. But I am a mere hack who spends his days interviewing people who aren't famous. I cannot offer you a pretty drar-ing. I could offer you a poem, or a story, or one of those joke things I write that aren't actually funny, but that's what people do when they want to give you a present but they don't have any money.However, I am moving pretty soon, and in moving, I will be shedding myself of a whole fucking lot of material possessions. So, assuming you're not a big enough sucker to buy me a paid account just because you enjoy my third-rate James Wolcott routine, or because you're hoping I'll write you a story where the Human Target does She-Hulk in the can, here's what I will offer:
- 1 (one) digital video disc;
- 2 (two) books -- one fiction, one not;
- 3 (three) audio compact discs, mix or not; and
- 4 (four) comic books.
All from the Leonard Pierce collection but not making the move north with me, and all of my choice, but I'll make a vaguely worded promise that they don't entirely blow. These will you receive in exchange for ponying up another year's worth of this frantic time-suck on my behalf. What else are you gonna do with that money, retire? Eat? Give me a fucking break.
EDIT: It is done! Profound thankees to all who responded; I'll try to be occasionally amusing for your kindness.
