It’s been very quiet in the Odd Empire, just the pitter-patter of rain on the fine tin roof of the imperial compound. Most of the Relms Fortean are quietly bickering about the Heflin photos, whether they are fakes or not. (I have an old and dear friend who claims the photos are indeed fakes, but (he says) the objects they depict are very real. )
The evil Triumvirate seems to have broken up and gone their separate ways. These are three people who have repeatedly tried to harass me, embarrass me, insult me and have generally made complete fools of themselves.
I got a lovely piece of hate mail last week from a totally new source, in keeping with my campaign of “harassment” I will be sharing the full text of the message with you the good people of the Odd Empire. I replied to this gentleman’s first missive without using such invectives as “asshole†and the like, I don’t feel those descriptions are becoming of anyone over the age of ten (but that’s why I’m the Odd Emperor and you’re just whomever you are.) (I love you too Al!)
Other than that, I did hear that Karl Pflock recently passed awayâ€â€I am sorry to hear it. I never met Mr Pflock but I’ve read a number of his bits over at the Smear and I was just about to review “Shockingly Close to the Truth†which he co-wrote with James Mosley. Pflock is one of those people I would have liked to have met. Now… We can only meet him vicariously through his writings. Such is the triumph and the tragedy of the author.