Bizzo here. As you could tell if you searched my archives, I’ve promised or alluded to many posts that have never appeared. This week, I’m dedicated to going over all those drafts and either turning them into something and publishing, or throwing them away into Sticky Spiky Everhell.  A great motivator for this is running into things you wish you’d written yourself. Today that award goes to:

"it looks for all the world like a wizened creature out of the H.R. Giger home for aging genital monsters."

This could be you kid, so keep at it.

(montaaaaaage …)