August 17, 2017… Day 210
**Promotional Nepotism Break**
My dearly beloved, who is a good person, a booster, a staid friend, a man who works quietly behind the scenes, an all-around unsung hero and the person who always shows up with a big car to help people move… THAT guy has a modest little Kickstarter going for a nifty illustrated fan-zine that brings together several of the coolest independent comics artists on the Portland-Seattle-Vancouver,BC corridor. I would like for him to have big success. In return for how he handled (handles) my voluble and recurring post-election storms with kindness and true emotional support, I now must do all I can to put eyes on his Kickstarter so that his quirky, arty, toilet-themed, sumptuously illustrated movie review book will see the light of day. Here’s the link.
HERE’s one of the rewards (designed by Brandon Graham aka @royalboiler):
*** And we now return to our regularly scheduled program, Nightmare World with Lil ***
This August 16, 1973 would also make a great enamel pin:
All across the media and the Internet, people are talking like this is a real turning point for the Trump Administration. Not the kind they used to talk about, the pivot, but a kind from which there’s no turning back for Trump. His ghostwriter for Art of the Deal thinks Trump will resign by the end of the year.
But I’ll believe it when it happens. Too many unbelievable things already happened to get us here. Plus, last night Rachel Maddow made vague intimations of the first signs of something maybe going awry with the Mueller investigation. And there’s always the threat of a big distracting war. So I’m not holding my breath.
I’m just waiting to see what happens when the Juggalos march on Washington and come across the Proud Boys next month.
Speaking of which, a warning just came into my Facebook timeline, all the way from Japan:
Thank you and goodnight.