When you start seeing advertisements for flatulent Santa ringtones, you know the holiday has gone too far. Jesus christ.

On the other hand, I do have a goddamn delightful new rug for the office, which is where you'll find me until the new year. And Edwina, thank you for the presents -- but, uh, you sure about this card? It won't shut up.

Now that the proverbial cat's out of the proverbial bag, I can finally say: whoever did this, I am not damn pleased. I was supposed to fly out to San Fran last week for one of those elusive family get-togethers, but due to this magical items mess-up, I missed Thanksgiving dinner. And my mother's turkey is amazing, you guys. So I hope you're ( Read more... )

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I see the rumor mill's already been turning, steady as ever. So, yeah, it's true: we have a masquerade every year around Halloween. This time around, it'll be on Friday the 2nd OF NOVEMBER. A week's advance warning gives you more than enough time to make way for parties in the Pen, right? Costumes highly necessary. Masks likely. Buffet food ( Read more... )

If any of you've tried to knock on my door sometime in the past week: sorry, no dice, I've been off doing vastly intriguing things on the west coast. Mostly involving wrapping up some long overdue album releases, but that's beside the point. Point being, I'm back in town and in my regular suite, ready to address the good old Pentamerone concerns: ( Read more... )

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