I am back from what turned out to be one of the most profitable shows of my career. The New York Comicon, although held at the pitiless Jacob Javitz Center (no working PA system for show announcements and they shut off the escalators at load-out, making life a bitch for everyone) ate up Weapon Brown with a spoon, and I would have sold every copy but that I had to bring some back for you greedy bastards who pre-ordered your copies months ago. Why are you trying to keep me from becoming famous???

I will offer a meatier update later this week. Right now I have to finish unpacking, get those orders in the mail and explain to my brain that all those THC crystals interfering with my synapses right now are there for its own good.