Bad Astronomy

Box full of DEATH

So the doorbell rings. It’s the postman. He has a big box! What could it be?

Hmmmm. “Penguin Group Inc”, it says. It’s heavy. Could it be…?

Why, yes, it could be. It’s a carton full of my books!

W00t!

Hot off the press, too. They’ve been shipping to books stores across this great land of ours, just in time for no one to be able to afford them. Oh well, people love to read about imminent destruction during a recession, right?

Right?

These ones are going to my contributors (advisors in the book) and family. 10 days to go before they’re available to the public. Better get them now, before they get eaten up.

Literally.