I got to practice my strong-arm sales tactics at Ukazoo:
Smiled nice at the camera in between harassing customers:
Discovered the printer wrapped a dustjacket for THE SEVENTH EQUINOX around a famous account of the fad dietary practices of WWII German soldiers:
The next morning, I did cold readings of the short stories composed that weekend by the Borderlands grunts. Notice the looks of horror and concern on the faces of the instructors behind me — but that was nothing compared to when I began my striptease.
The best part of the weekend was to get some non-child time with Deena. Where should we go next?