Remember me to Gallifrey…

I had an idea for a blog post, but it done up and disappeared.

Oh well. It’s been a pretty odd week anyway.   Helped two friends move, started and finished a painting, got packed up for Gallifrey One.

I fucking LIVE for this convention.

Call me sad, but I know how much Super Bowl tickets cost, and nobody calls the people who buy those tickets sad.

And at least with my ticket, it’s 3+ days of amazingness. You literally cannot lose at Gallifrey.