Hot damn! I sold half a dozen copies of Axis Mundi Sum in March! Peanuts, yeah, but six times the peanuts I'm used to seeing. Thanks, folks!

The weird dreams keep coming. Last night: threat of death at the hands of a 7' British cretin with a pipe in his hand, and a long bout of playing some shitty Clay Fighter-type game. Seems like the brain's having a ball while I'm sleeping lately.

Advance notice: Jay is having a May Day party on, of course, May 1st, at 1920 W. Alabama. BYOB and go balls-nuts by the pool! Be there, bastards.