A seldom-sober pseudonym takes on the totality.
Here's another shot from our Northgate Target trip a week back. Say, Einstein, what the hell is that on your head? "Teethe and tug," indeed. (Detail pic on Flickr; click through & find if you so wish.)
posted by Sleeve Consequences @ 11:44 PM
Like everyone else, Sleeve Consequences was born in Detroit at the age of seventeen. After a torrid affair with your mother, Consequences fled the monastery to pursue a career as an alias. Finding no work, he became a pseudonym, which he remains. His fictions and belles-lettres have been translated into English, Gullah, and FORTRAN, and have been published in oodles of hypothetical zines, gazines, and magazettes (also, more recently, in weblogs, blogs, weblos, and wogs). A resident of Seattle, Sleeve plays the Queen’s Indian Defense very poorly. His favorite odor is “acrid.”
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