Sad Puppies, Post-Hugo Blues & Loose Genitalia…
The events of last week’s Hugo Awards reminds me of one friday night long ago at the hotel I work at. Five guests–three guys, two gals–piled out of a taxi and proceeded to make my evening hellish. They had been out drinking. They chanted and bellowed as they came into reception and laughed in my […]
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