I opened up my mail today and was surprised to find a shitload of drugs in it, and I assumed it was some sort of weird sting, but turns out that my post office gave me the wrong box and the drugs were perfectly legal and are supposed to go to a clinic. I also got a home-made dead frog in the mail and that caused much less confusion, because of course I did.
My friend, Ben Hamby, author of Rise of the Steam Goddess, is a bad-ass who knows far too much about steampunk Victorian vampires, and today he mailed me this:
He goes perfectly with my other Harry Potter-esque taxidermied creatures:
Still on the lookout for Draco Mouse-foy, Severus Snake and Hairy Otter. Suggestions taken below.
PS. “OMG, DUMBLE-DORMOUSE.” I just screamed that and Victor just glared at me. Victor has no appreciation for the arts.