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.”
3 Comments:
At 9:04 PM, Anonymous said…
Congratulations sweetie!
--Lesley
At 10:33 AM, Deric said…
hassah!
At 2:56 PM, Anonymous said…
Yeah! I'm happy for you. I remember the relief at quarters end. Now go party and kiss Seattle an extra time for me.
Love you always,
Drae
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