Sunday, August 30, 2009

Fannish Me

It involved the Bronx of the Mind, conversation, travel, and peeling a mimeo stencil from a drum (probably a Gestetner, although it might also have been an A. B. Dick. But that would make the Baby Sigmund laugh); the conversation was philosophical in nature--damn, I had a thread of it there for a second, but it got away again.

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