No, I didn’t understand a word of the title, either.But it amounts to an apology.

Here’s the deal. Around a month ago, I had received a ‘Tweet’ (damn techno-fuckery), a request, really, for something I was handing out for free. My friend Katelan had requested an Autobiography Title.

So, here I was, taking the new Threadsy out for a spin, when I noticed this request for the first time. I fell over myself, wondering how it could be possible that I could have been such a heartless bastard. How could I deny my friend an Autobiography Title?

So, clearly over-compensating, I have created THREE:

“A Romani Romance: A Gypsy’s Cannibalistic Adventures amongst the Aghori”

Sounds more like an anthropological study, but Katelan and I had a heated debate recently which featured cannibalism… uh, several times.

“I Paint Your Fate”

Had a hard time deciding between this and ‘Fate Painting for Fun and Profit’. For an illustrator with an (unhealthy) obsession with Tarot, it made sense.

“Bringing A Stick to a Gun Fight And Winning: The Life and Times of Katelan Foisey”

True story… but you’re going to have to hear about it from her.

So, there you are, Katelan. Much apologies for not getting on this sooner, but as well all know, the Holidays are the times to forgive, cherish, and possibly consume one another. Ta, all.

Well, now there’s a little peace after the holidys, and Verizon has owned up to their terrible techno-fuckery and gotten me a new modem. I breathe a sigh of relief, noticing that I am not frantic with web-apnia. *sigh*

So, to get back into the swing of things, a link I got from writer/Englishman/bastard-from-the-abyss, Warren Ellis. Kind of weird, kind of sad, and definitely uncomfortable.