It's 5:36 AM, the 14th of August, 1979, and today I turn twenty-five. I have emptied numerous Lone Stars, Shiner Summer Stocks, and Pilsner Urquells down my gullet since yesterday afternoon; I am listening to Venom; I am out of cigarettes; and I am tempted to drive to Spring tomorrow to purchase the (seemingly) original copy of Venom's Possessed on vinyl, and other metal albums, should the mood strike me.

If any of you dear readers wish to celebrate the birthday of a relatively anonymous chump, you can email me at dave at axismundisum.com for details re: tomorrow night's shindig, and/or purchase my novel. Either way works.

HAIL VENOM!