It’s as hot as Hell’s kitchen today, and my morale is shot; but I will try to do my work. I’ll even try to write satire… but only because I feel there are satires out there that need to be written, and it might as well be by me.
I am asked, “Why a picture of a frog?” Well, why not? I’d like to relax in cool water up to my neck. And there’s something about this picture that whispers to me, “God’s on the job, He hasn’t turned away.”
First a cigar, then Joe Collidge. And I’m told the cover of Ocean of Time is ready to be joined to the book–which will probably be for sale in time for Christmas.
See you in a bit–if I don’t plotz from the heat.