Some stories you only hear at the right bar on the right spaceship. On Thursday, August 20, I will give a reading at Space Bar, Pittsburgh to mark the debut of Tales from a Space Bar: A Collection of Stories Overheard Among the Stars, including from my own contribution, “Thou Repeat’st Upon Thyself.” I will […]
Wow, the spaceships, um, tanks, sure are beautiful, all shiny and quilted and tall! (however, in both of these pictures, it looks like Rob is squishing a cockroach with his boot…) Hope the aliens aren’t giving him too hard a time.
I believe both times I caught him in the act of turning. The Martians want him to do many things at once.
Now that’s just out of this world…
That’s why I love going to visit him at work.
Come to think of it, a winery in NYC does seem a bit odd…after all…the space. If it’s not a store front, it’s insane. People should be suspicious.
See! The overlords have arrived.
Are those spaceships or clone tanks? I had no idea Rob worked directly for our new Overlords. At least our new Overlords have sci-fi aesthetic tastes. :D
The clone tanks are in another part of the building.
When did they move Area 51 to Manhattan?
So we are tricked into drinking our new Overlords, thinking it is wine, then they take over our mind and body? :)
I think they are expanding their market.
No, no, don’t be silly. The wine is just wine. They have to have that to complete the front. I can’t talk about their plans for global domination.