Dumb A.S.S.

A.S.S. is Andromeda Space Shit. Andromeda Space Shit is a crappy amateur & amateurish science fiction magazine out of Australia. Editor Robbie Matthews & their entire staff can go fuck themselves. True, they put hold requests on 2 of my stories -- but "Fragile Eggshell Mind" came back Monday with a page of insults. Some clown who thinks he knows a lot about science -- & doesn't -- called my work "badly over-written", "positively funny" & "atrociously bad science", & in addition committed the faux pas of calling Native Americans "Amerindians". My feelings were hurt so bad I just watched movies all day, & didn't feel like cooking supper, so we ordered a Canadian bacon pizza instead.

Yesterday Car-girl & I were supposed to go out to Kame-Apart to buy new blue jeans (you know what I mean), but Kathy Upstairs (& Ashley Olson) misplaced the check, so we cruised around in the convertible for awhile, then she read the letter I'd written to nerd-boy about his shitty magazine. She concluded that I shouldn't send it & to just forget about it, but today I forwarded the note to aburt, with the hope that, even if SFWA can't help, he could at least alert Critters that Andromeda Space Shit is a piece of shit.

So this morning I called Car-girl about clothes shopping, & we went to the Upstairs to pick up my check, then to the bank to cash it & some money for Trish's squeegee. She doesn't want to drive now because of tree sap on the window.

Car-girl found me a pair of jeans & then I ate at the Kame-Apart Eatery, just a Bozo Burger & flies. When I arrived home I checked my email -- a lot of spam & some Drugster stuff -- & then sent aburt my opinion of Andromeda Space Shit. Hopefully, I can get back to normal & be able to continue work on "Relayer" again soon.