A seldom-sober pseudonym takes on the totality.
Man, those P-I headline writers must be, like, real "heads" who do "lines," likesay.
(p.s. Go see sweet Jane for actual analysis of this deplorable decision, if you've not already.)
posted by Sleeve Consequences @ 12:52 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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