Sleeping Outside In Coyoteville

…and it was actually quite fun.

Right now I’m cursing the Fates, the Gods, Lady Luck and anything else I can think of. Ya see, despite getting a nice check for my recent Pro Writing Job, it would appear that going to GenCon SoCal may not be the sure thing I thought it was a couple of weeks ago. I’ve run the numbers (hotel, con badges, gas, food, spending money) and it’s beginning to look like Grace and I just won’t have the $$$ to go. Can’t use credit cards, since they are off limits while we pay them off. I suppose I could have Grace pimp me out to horny local housewives, but then I’d be too tired to go to the con.

Shit! Maybe we’d be better off just staying home and spending the money we do have on a new TV or something we need. *SIGH*

More on this as it develops.