World Horror Convention 2006 – San Francisco
BAD BOOKENDS So, on my way to the airport on Wednesday morning, there’s such a ridiculous traffic jam, that I almost miss the plane (even though I left early) and at 6 a.m. on Thursday, the first morning of the con, I’m woken up by my wife who tells me that there’s an emergency back home. Then a couple days later on the way home, my bags decided to take a vacation in St. Louis.…
