So I’m going to Seattle for my birthday to hang out and spend some time with my gentleman friend, Mark, (some of you may recall his presence at the Vancouver convention) also, to work with the kids at Cicada.
(note:croatoan reference here please)
Now while I am extremely pleased to be able to spend my birthday with such a wonderful person who I have such connected long-standing feelings for, and glad to be working with such amazing admirable and advanced artists on this trip, I also dread something and that dread is welling up in my soul.
The train. (more after the jump)