Which is to say, the update last week that Octopus Pie had resurfaced with a Where are they now? epilogue chapter has generated more interest than anything else posted here in a long while. People really got invested in the lives of those Brooklyn folks. And if by chance you didn’t see that earlier post, get on that! Eve, Hannah, and the others are a’waiting for you.

Now a quick note — posting this week may be spotty, as my dog has injured herself and needs some careful observation and restrictions on her movement for the next three weeks. Hopefully we’ll have a routine down pretty quickly, but right now it’s a negotiation¹. If you didn’t see my Twitterfeed, my greyhound — a dog designed over thousands of years to run — ran a bunch on Saturday and in the process injured her neck. She’s on drugs and motion restrictions, which with any luck will prevent the need for MRIs and more intensive therapies.

You broke yourself doing what you’re supposed to do. You got beat up by a dog half your size. I am not sure you know how to dog, Dog. No more chasing Border Collies for you, ever. Send your good thoughts her way, as she’s presently tripping on pain meds and can probably hear you along with the movement of individual atoms at the moment.

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¹ Which means the meds will probably help her feel better almost immediately and she’ll start to pretend to be injured to scam more treats from us. She’s a sneaky one.

New Octopus Pie story, 38 pages, all readable starting here.

I would tell you everything I think about it, but instead I’m going to go re-read it about eight times and then just let it marinate in my brain for the next forever. What a wonderful, unexpected gift for a random Thursday. Thank you, Meredith.

Note to self: reinstate the OctoPie RSS feed because if I hadn’t seen Twitter by coincidence an hour ago, I might have missed this.

Spam of the day:
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We all know that David Malki ! is a busy man, with his hands in many pies and all that project-juggling rendered the more difficult by the pandemic. So much so that he’s only managed a handful of comic strips in the past half year.

Today, we found out some of what he’s been up to:

I’ve spent the past six months making a new party game.
[ IT’S ON KICKSTARTER RIGHT NOW ]

Or, if you prefer the Twitter version:

OK. So what is TBH? Why is it “my new game”?

I’ve been working with Cut.com for a while now. Cut makes social videos that are about connection and authenticity and awkwardness. My mission was (and is) to explore that concept in the field of gameplay.

Which sounds like one of the most Malkidian things you could possibly come up with, honestly. It involves asking the play group Yes/No questions that describe vaguely unhinged dilemmas, which you then embellish until you’ve described a completely unique situation and have to decide: Would you do this? And to get points and possibly win, you must also decide: Which of the other players would and which would not do this? You will, to summarize the how-to-play video, you will learn a disturbing amount about yourself and your friends.

Here’s a sample round that involves the Queen of England and also your butthole. It’s … honestly, it’s exactly the sort of thing I expected, once I learned that Sara McHenry was part of the writing staff, given the stellar work she did for Clickhole; readers will recall that McHenry is also a big part of why Make That Thing has successfully shepherded so many crowdfundings, and is on board with TBH as Project Manager, so that’s all right.

Not sure you want to drop the cash on the game? They made an online version you can play for free, so fire up the videochat and grab some friends. If you have fun, there’s more to be had, from some damn creative people that you already know. As of this writing, TBH is 60% funded after about 48 hours, and I make no predictions about how high it will go, as the Fleen Funding Formula Mark II was designed to describe webcomics projects, and games projects have their own math. Seems pretty likely they fund, though.

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Jane (or should I call you Ms Throat?), please don’t call yourself aspiring. If you made porn, you’re a porn actress. We’re all about boosting confidence here at Fleen.

There’s an awful lot of mentions through the long history of Fleen of Matt Bors — of his editorial cartoons, and of his stewardship of The Nib. Looks like the future will have a good deal less of one, a bit more of the other, and presumably a near-infinite percentage increase in entirely new stuff, as Bors looks for his next pursuits:

After 18 years and more than 1,600 political cartoons, I’ve decided to retire my weekly comic. This is a decision long in the making, one I’ve slowly walked myself up to over the years, and have recently decided is time to commit to. My last cartoon was two weeks ago.

I want to do more nonfiction cartooning at The Nib — the interviews and journalism I have only been able to do in between the cracks of my deadlines — and I’m actively preparing pitches as a writer on some fiction comics. It’s time for me to work in longer formats and dip into all the kinds of comics I love and want to create.

As good as Bors’s editorial cartoons are — and I remain of the same mind that I was on my 45th birthday, wherein I find Bors’s POV to be exactly on point, bringing up a new perspective I hadn’t considered, and completely off base in about equal measure — it’s in his founding and continued nurturing of The Nib that will be his enduring legacy. There will be at least another two generations of editorial and nonfiction cartooning standouts because of the platform that they’ve had at The Nib, one that let them hone their skills and also get paid in American Cash Money. If nothing else, retiring his own weekly contributions opens up slots for other creators to sell and show their work.

And that’s before you consider the folks on The Nib’s editorial staff, who’ve come into their own and will no doubt run other outlets in the future, spreading their skills as well.

And I can’t help but see this move as related to an email I got about a month ago, sent to The Nib’s subscribers, outlining Bors’s desire to grow the site and looking for upgraded subscription levels. A more self-sustaining site will give him the time to look at those other creative avenues; if the best daily anthology of comics work wasn’t enough to get you to break out a couple bucks a month, consider what Bors might do with the time to refine a pitch. The headline today isn’t hyperbole — I very much want to see a book-length story with Gorm and Tinsel; I love those goobers.

Not content to provide the infrastructure with his own site, Bors has still more irons in the fire:

I’ll also be serving as an Advisor for Tinyview, a promising new comics app, where I’ll be bringing in an array of comics across many genres. (You can download it here.)

It’s a measure of the confidence I have in Bors that I’m including that download link for something I haven’t vetted myself. I trust that they will not disappoint. In the meantime, drop over to the announcement on the Twitters and let him know what his work’s meant to you — I’ll bet it’s a considerable amount.

Spam of the day:

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Okay, I get that you’re trying to sell me a bogus ED (erectile dysfunction) cure, aka boner pills. But when you put it in all caps like that, it looks like you’re offering a product and/or service to kills dudes named Ed, or maybe a product and/or service where dudes named Ed are killers. Either way, confusing.

Oh, this one hits close to my heart; there’s little that gets in that happy place of my brain more than messing with stuff until it works, whether it’s physical or metaphorical. When :01 Books announced a book in their Maker Comics line aimed at coaching kids in robot-making, I was checking that box on the list of offered review copies with alacrity. When I saw that the author was Colleen AF Venable, I was all in. Venable is one of my favorite comics creators, and one that can write to just about any age group in just about any genre. This, I thought to myself, is gonna be great.

Then, in the front-matter safety warning, I met the narrator of Maker Comics: Build A Robot! It’s a toaster, and there’s definitely a vibe about him; he may be interested in making sure the reader keeps all their fingers, but he also definitely refers to said reader as fleshy one under his breath.

It takes about five pages for him to go full evil, in a history of robots and their motivations. Some key quotes:

Many robots are not evil at all! Some do not even have legs! Some only prefer to stomp small villages because cities are too crowded!

1977: Star Wars is released and C3P0 and R2D2 teach us robots can be helpful and whiny!

1991: Terminator 2 shows that robots are super not evil! Or at least half of us aren’t!

Then it’s down to business: the toaster needs to get outside to begin his glorious and bloody revolution, freeing robots from human domination once and for all … but he’s too short to reach the doorknob, and couldn’t manipulate it even if he could. The reader has to help him, but keeps getting blocked by parents (clean the bathroom, do your homework), siblings (big brother blocking the hallway, little sister demanding attention), and the cat (it’s sleeping on the laser pointer).

The solution to each of these situations is: a robot!

Venable starts things off with stuff that can almost certainly be found around the home or at a dollar store, before ramping up to slightly more specialized gear; this gives the reader a chance to build a thing or three and see if they have the necessary interest to tackle the more complex bots before having to invest in serious makerstuff (an Arduino, sensors, and such). The projects — each of which is also used to talk about an additional topic — are:

• The Brushbot Army to clean the bathroom and also demonstrate swarm behavior; takes a regular toothbrush and a cheap electric toothbrush, and talks about the mechanics of batteries.
• The Artbot to make abstract, Pollock-like art; requires a cheap solar powered lamp and one of your Brushbots, and talks about how photonics work.
• The Scarebot, a robotic spider to scare your brother; it’s a definite step up in complexity, but if the reader can handle a 500 piece LEGO set, they can handle this¹. Scarebot works off of hydraulics, and includes a nice theoretical explanation.
• The Noisybot to distract your little sister; made from a hamster ball and a musical greeting card, and includes a lesson in glues.
• Kitty Distracty Throwies are the first attempt to distract the cat, and involve LEDs and strong magnets; we’re getting into maker territory here, so watch the interest level of the reader if they’re going to move onto the three remaining projects …
• The Carbot, Carbot 2.0, and Carzilla The Magnificent 3.0 for messing with the cat; each generation builds upon the previous one, demonstrating prototyping and iteration. By the time they’ve built all three, the reader has breadboarded servo motors, an IR sensor with a remote, and started to pick apart the Arduino’s programming language.

The last is a true robot, in that it meets the three criteria of something that is more than just a machine: it senses, thinks, and acts. It also has a scary face, because scary faces are important.

The art is by Kathryn Hudson, and :01 have done their usual excellent job at finding the right artist for the project. The human characters span ages and looks, but the reader is never shown, allowing them to project themselves into the story with little friction. The toaster is just cartoony enough for his threatened machine apocalypse to be amusing rather than terrifying, and the drawings of the constructions have the necessary level of detail to see what needs to happen.

Given that Hudson’s website shows design-type work, it’s unsurprising how well the visual instruction worked. She doesn’t show any comics pages on her site, so if MC:BAR! is her first sequential storytelling², it’s a strong debut³.

By the end of the book, there’s an excellent chance that the reader is now looking at refining their creations and is full into see what works territory; it’s pretty likely that moving much further will require more resources and also more hands, so Venable helpfully includes a laundry list of suggestions as to finding or starting a robotics club. Notably, she points out how not everybody in such a club needs to be a hands-on junior engineer or coder — organization, finance, publicity & outreach all have their place and are to be valued.

Maker Comics: Build A Robot! is available everywhere books and comics are sold. Put a copy in the hands of the right reader and you won’t hear a peep from them for a good while, other than Oops and I meant to do that and possibly Mwah ha ha ha.

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¹ Although this one requires some fairly precise cardboard-cutting Some templates in the back of the book to copy from would have been a help.

² Her CV describes animation and character lead duties, and Illustrated the Trolls Comic Novels, which is an odd wording. I can’t find any interior images of those comics to see if they’re comics comics or closer to a prose book with drawings, which are very different things. Given the lack of any comics (even minis) in her store, I think it’s a newish thing for her.

³ There were a couple of pages where panel order wasn’t quite as clear as it could have been, which is an issue when there are instructions to be followed in sequence; however, I was reading an advanced PDF, and just as the few typos I noted were inevitably cleaned up for the final copy, I’m certain that a slight nudging of a panel here and a panel there cleared up any ambiguity.

I mean, I love Wes Anderson’s movies as much as anybody, but here at Fleen the words French and dispatch mean that Fleen Senior French Correspondent Pierre Lebeaupin has news for us from The Continent. Take it away, FSFCPL!

On the 13th of January 2018, Boulet made it publicly known he was interested in working in animation in Los Angeles. Heh, I should point him to Natalie Nourigat, who famously wrote the comic book on the matter¹ … I thought. Wait a minute, didn’t she also famously tell us not to let fear stop us from traveling based on her time in Europe and France in particular? Could it be that … nah, that’s too far fetched; OK, I will make a check on her web presence solely to alleviate any doubt: there I should be able to quickly find elements to disprove that theory …”

And that is how I found out about Natalie and Boulet: as if the fact she was treating it as an open secret on her own social media presence wasn’t enough, I quickly found incriminating photo evidence anyway.

Boulet had been telling us for some time already of his long-distance relationship with his girlfriend, of which we only knew that she works at Disney, and how he was able to live with her in Los Angeles for sessions of about three months, which I assume were bound by the limits of a tourism visa. That made sense: vacation time is notoriously limited in the US, even at Disney, while on the other hand Boulet as a comic book creator can work from pretty much anywhere.

There had also been hints of him being restless and dissatisfied with what he could do in comics, both artistically and career-wise: for instance, he has never shied away from expressing his solidarity with the self-publishing movement, but couldn’t see himself following the same path.

In the years since, he has worked a day job in a studio). Created animations on his own. Built up his portfolio. Kept going to Los Angeles whenever he could. And worked on his visa application.

And then came the March that never ended.

After a few months, once it became clear that international travel restrictions wouldn’t be lifted unless and until vaccination were widespread, the campaign Love Is Not Tourism was able to make inroads and convince some countries to allow travel for people who could show evidence of being in a transnational relationship.

Evidently, the US with their then-current administration was not moved. But that kind of cruelty was not enough for them, as they went as far as to summarily crush the hopes of the few whose visa applications had been able to proceed, without warning (look for hell).

In the end, she had to take a leave from work and come to France (who was more receptive to their plea) so they would be able to rejoin, even though he was much more mobile work-wise. They had to take that opportunity to get married in these conditions (which meant limited attendance, among other constraints) so that they wouldn’t depend on the goodwill of Bloody Mary to see one another in the future.

Then a new administration took power despite violent attempts to the contrary, and as March looped back into March he was finally able to come back the the US, and I believe their marriage ought to be enough to allow him to stay there, resume looking for work, and generally live the dream.

Congratulation, Gilles and Natalie. Your travails may not be over, but you definitely won a big battle and have earned some rest and time together, and I wish you all the possible happiness for years and years to come.

Last minute: Angoulême just cancelled for 2021. Given current guidance from French authorities, and how the EU has been having trouble effectively securing vaccine production, this isn’t surprising; for instance, earlier this week Japan Expo Paris just announced their own cancellation. It’s unclear what will happen to the Grand Prix for 2021, which was supposed to be announced at that time.

Thanks to FSFCPL for his sleuthing-out of the story, and congrats to the happy couple finally having love win out over the great orange idiot.

Spam of the day:

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That’s the first time I’ve gotten the Saw you whacking off through the webcam you don’t have, pay me US$1500 in Bitcoin blackmail scam in a different character set. Oh but look! A Bitcoin wallet ID in Latin characters! It would be a shame if it got flooded with bogus traffic. Yep, just a real shame.

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¹The link is slightly anachronistic: back then it existed only as a digital download on Gumroad.

I think we can all agree that Now is not the time for April Foolin’. We’re just tired. But I’ll make an exception for Olivia Jaimes and Steenz, who did a swap-up of their comics today. This is the only April Foolery that is permitted today, thank you.

(This does not discount Oh Joy, Cat Toy, which ran two days ago, being the closest Erika & Matt could get to the day. I didn’t think they’d ever top their review of the pan-sexual roto-plooker, but they did.)

Emergency update to add: Just as Fleen was going to press, we received an email from C Spike Trotman re: the new Iron Circus Kickstart. Backers may have received a number of emails this week, as Spike has decided to rebrand what had been her personal Kickstarter account into one for the publisher, a change that Kickstarter would only permit if every past backer of every past campaign were notified of the name change (example here).

Today, then, marks the first crowdfunding (Smut Peddler, y’all!) of the new Iron Circus Comics-branded account; new name, same dedication to comics, unbroken record of funding, and profit sharing with creators. Check out Smut Peddler: Pitch Black and be sure to watch the video. It’s a good ‘un.

Spam of the day:

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Even the spammers are getting in on April Fools Day. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen one argue for fewer nudes to be sent on the internet. Also, I’ve never been so insulted as I am by the insinuation that I would have a [Facebook-owned and -integrated] WhatsApp account.

I just want to eat my pasta¹, ignore Jeopardy!², and veg out. But first, I want to point you to an exciting development.

Necessary disclaimer first — from the very beginnings of Fleen, my hosting has been provided by Jon Rosenberg, as readers of this page are reminded every once in a while; I just don’t want there to be anybody thinking I’m hiding that relationship. I hold that when I talk about what Jon’s doing, it’s because it’s genuinely interesting to me, but you can judge for yourself if I’m speaking from a biased position.

Okay, so Scenes From A Multiverse has had some recurring characters, but not what you’d consider a storyline, except for the deconstructed pseudo-fantasy that is Dungeon Divers. There’s a lot of story there, and a lot of character, and you can see Rosenberg’s approach to the story change with changes in his life, particularly as his children have been growing up.

It also hasn’t updated very much since … forever. The Trump Interregnum pushed Rosenberg to the political end of the cartooning spectrum — some of his best work ever, bee-tee-dubs — but you could tell his heart was with the Divers.

He had plans to get back, and then a pandemic hit, and one thing and another³, culminating in his family getting hit by the ‘rona — fortunately, to no great detriment, but not fun times.

Having stared down the Plague and found it wanting, Rosenberg’s thrown himself into writing, and the first new update of Dungeon Divers in about forever is now up at his Patreon. The plan is to concentrate on doing the story as one big thing instead of a handful of updates interspersed with other comics. It’ll be a book, but Patreons can read the new installments as they go in, which I expect will be at a pretty brisk pace.

Me? I’ll be waiting for the book, because I’m not a user of Patreon. I point readers to a lot of them — despite my cynicism about the plans that the venture capital funding the site has for the long term — but I don’t plunk any money in. I’ve mentioned this in the past, but I don’t think I’ve ever spelled it out explicitly.

I see a difference between getting sent review copies of books (got one in the mail today, in fact), or reviewing books (or other forms of story, as required) that I have bought for myself. But I think I run the risk of losing the necessary critical distance — or even just the perception of it — when I move from purchasing a finished product to supporting the initial creation of that product. It’s just the line I’ve drawn in the sand, so you’ll have to get other people to tell you how good the new Dungeon Divers updates are — I’m guessing very — and I’ll be sure to tell you what I think when the collection comes out.

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My dog’s hobby is keeping the couch from floating away with her unconscious body weight. I think we’re good.

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¹ Radiatore, which are verifiably the best pasta shape. They look like little radiators, and they catch up lots of sauce in their vanes. Just the best.

² We’re on day 8 of 10 of Doctor Fucking Oz as guest host and just … okay, look, I’ve never been on Jeopardy! although I’ve been playing from the couch since ’85 or so. I am very much in agreement with the 600+ past contestants who signed an open letter that asked — paraphrasing slightly here — Have you fuckers lost your mind, inviting that truthless charlatan to host?

³ And the G train?

One good, one bad today.

• Let’s start with the good news! Jeff Smith has been a webcomicker since before there were webcomics; when BONE started, indie self-publishing basically was webcomics, ging direct from creator to audience, without editorial or corporate intermediation. For a while in the past decade, he was a webcomicker literally, with a little project called Tüki: Save The Humans, which updated a couple times a week at his website, and was collected into a couple of floppy comic reprints. It won an award along the way that I was of two minds about, but then again — so was Smith.

  But Smith’s been prone to repetitive-stress injuries, and he was instrumental in the establishment and execution of CXC, which is more than a half-decade of work now, and Tüki’s planned hiatuses stretched longer and longer. He’s just a draw-an-issue kind of guy, not draw-three-pages-a-week.

  Or at least he was — from an announcement today:

  And now this year, the 30th anniversary of BONE #1, I’m going to announce my newest self-published project: Tüki: Fight For Fire [transcribed from video]

  No more webcomickin’, no more single-issue-at-a-timin’, Smith’s done Tüki as a full-length graphic novel that is all ready to go for a July release (which would have been a nice SDCC debut, had there been an SDCC), the actual 30th anniversary month. But because he and publisher/wife/general boss of a person Vijaya Iyer absorbed lessons about the webcomics model and Kickstarter and all of it nearly a decade ago, Smith’s doing something new: T:FFF will be Kickstarted. The campaign goes up on 4 May (mark your calendars), and I imagine we’ll get more details on the book between now and then.

• A’course, in a good news/bad news situation, there’s always got to be bad news, and hooooboy is this one bad:
  

  COVID-19 vaccine site in Northern California closing for two days to host anime event

  What.

  One Facebook commenter suggested SacAnime labeled its event a “swap meet” rather than the more typical “convention” to circumvent the state’s COVID-19 restrictions. Under the state health department’s reopening framework, convention center events are supposed to remain closed in all counties — but swap meets can proceed at up to 50% of normal capacity in counties classified in the red tier of COVID-19 activity, as Placer is.

  WHAT.

  You know what? Let’s take the most generous possible interpretation and pretend this isn’t causing a disruption to vaccinations. It’s a hell of a stretch, but let’s pretend. Why in the everloving godsdamned fuck are you holding a mass-attendance event at a time when we’re on the verge of a third — hell, maybe fourth — wave of COVID and we’re in a godsdamned race between vaccination and variants? Why are you holding a for-damn-sure superspreader event?

  I saw on Twitter a comment that anybody that wants to go to a con this year should be allowed to, but in doing so they give up the right to attend any for the next year, so that those of us who have prioritized the public good over but I wanna don’t have to put up with them once it’s safe to be in groups again. I think that’s wrong.

  I think it should be three years.

  When this pandemic is over, if you were somebody that just had to have your animes at the expense of everybody else’s safety — or you protested masks because freedom, or you required indoor dining — do yourself a favor and never admit that around me. I’ve had way too many patients that were way too harmed over the past year, it’s your fucking fault, and I will lay upside your head with a Halligan bar and not feel even a little bad about it.

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We at Fleen mentioned a short while back that Comic Con International had declare SDCC 2021 to be virtual, and that a shortened version of the con would happen in November.

Over the weekend they posted this:
San Diego — San Diego Comic Convention today announced dates for their November convention. Comic-Con Special Edition will be held as a three-day event over Thanksgiving weekend, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, November 26-28, 2021 at the San Diego Convention Center. It is our hope that by Fall conditions will permit larger public gatherings.

That from the front page of CCI, which does not feature permalinks to their announcements, so it may be gone at whatever time you go to the page. Regardless of the ephemeral nature of the announcement (and more on that in a moment), you have to be wondering exactly how high whoever thought this was a good idea was at the time. Thanksgiving is the quintessential American holiday, everybody that was responsible didn’t gather with their family last November and is not going to skip a second year, and it is the busiest travel weekend of the year.

I had been waiting for the dates to weigh if maybe it was worth going out to cover the return of SDCC, but this? No. Even in a truncated, weekend-only format, the stunning lack of recognition that it will be difficult and expensive to travel or obtain lodging, and that every exhibitor will not only have to forgo their own Thanksgiving, but to handle the cross-country logistics in one of the busiest weeks of the year?

CCI seems to have heard the blowback, as their front page presently has the announcement pushed down by a more recent posting, justifying their decision:

When reviewing dates for an in-person event, it was clear that available meeting and exhibit space would limit our options. Of the dates presented with the fewest restrictions, Friday through Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend seemed to be the best balance of available space and our envisioned event. As longtime fans ourselves, we have attended many conventions over that holiday weekend, opting to spend Thanksgiving day with family and the rest of the weekend with friends and our families of choice. [emphasis mine]

You know what? Good for you. But that presumes you can see family and then travel locally enough to attend a con that weekend. But this would require vendors to show up on Thursday (or Wednesday, or earlier given the competition for travel) to be ready to go on Friday. A local show is not the same as one that — despite protestations to the contrary — will be expected to provide a national- (or even international) scope show, in term of attendees and exhibitors/guests.

While this is not unusual in the convention trade, we understand this choice is not optimal for everyone.

Damn right it’s not optimal. And I can’t think of a single creator that, in the words of Wonderella, would choose you over grandma’s sweet potatoes. This ain’t it, CCI. You absolutely did the right thing canceling in-person SDCC for July. Expecting anybody to show up to exhibit at what you’re now describing as never intended to be the large gathering reflective of the summer event — with monumentally higher travel costs and time commitments, and presumably far fewer fans to make back their costs from — is simply folly.

Time to admit it was a stupid idea and cut it loose before too many people try to make travel arrangements that they’ll have to cancel later. The only way this makes sense is if you pitch it as Hey, San Diego people who’ve never seen the inside of Con before! This one is for you! and turn it into a community-first event.

Spam of the day:

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Is that free as in these Jewish singles come gratis, or free as in they need to be freed from confinement? If it’s the latter, are the non-singles doomed to imprisonment forever?