This doesn't mean that I won't get eaten first again, should another "blizzard" strand me alone with a whole gaggle of hungry editors. It just means there won't be blood and BBQ sauce all over the next issue's proofs...
Wow, I can't remember the last time I wore PANTS to work, let alone a suit :)
The Paizo Dress Code only forbids one item - kilts. Past that, we are about as anti-suit-mentality as you can get...
Hello kids! Sales Manager Phil here, yes the first one to get et during the Great And Terrible Snow-In of Ought Six. However, they decided they needed my services around here so I've been Reincarnated into the body of a large grey rat and put right back to work. Stupid tail...
Anyway, I am...
You're just not paying attention. What you see in the Paizo booth at cons is INDEED the reanimated corpse of Yours Truly, because no living flesh human could possibly be at work that early after the previous night's heavy drinking. I send my mirror images/flesh golems to do my bidding whenever...
Great jumping jeezus, people, just because I don't have the words "Editor" and "Dragon" or "Dungeon" in my title, and you throw me to this pack of ravenous savages?? I'll have you know that for about 45 minutes this evening, six went out to bring back delicions snacky thingies, leaving me alone...
Hey! I'm standing RIGHT HERE!!
Sheesh, pick on the sales guy. At least *I* understand the TPS reports. Besides, Bulmahn is far more tender and juicy than I. Pick him I say, pick him!!