Guess who’s going to TCAF for the first time ever? It’s us! Duh! Why else would I even bring it up? Sheesh.
As a native Floridian I harbor nothing but dread about the Canada. Fun fact: “canada” is from the Iroquoian word for “death and ice.” Luckily, we’ll be there in May, so there should be enough room between the glaciers to allow our plane to land.
We thought long and hard about how best to celebrate our inaugural visit to the vast northern wastes. There was only one answer: the Atomic Robo hardcover collections will debut at TCAF.
They were shipped double expedited express air at considerable cost. Also? I think we bribed a guy. There was a lady with a metallic trenchcoat and holographic sunglasses, so definitely some time travel got slipped in there too.
But the point is: the Atomic Robo hardcover collections will debut at TCAF.
“Hey,” you might be saying. “Where’s my pile of hardcovers from when I threw a giant stack of money at your Kickstarter?”
Here’s the thing about that. They’re still in Customs which, we have discovered, is the bureaucratic version of a god damn black hole. The latest news we have on our progress is: they’d like to x-ray our boxes and it seems they'll have to first re-invent the x-ray machine to do this.
I’d like to take a moment to ask why every box of books I’ve ever taken through an airport is immediately flagged for extra security theater. Does a bomb really look like a solid block with no moving parts? I find it hard to believe! But it must be true, because it's happenning to all our boxes of books now. Slowly.