No one knows where they came from, no one knows where they were going to.
And when the paint factory exploded, to be honest, no one cared.
Horoscopes are out, and this issue sucks. Sorry.
Enjoy your week.
The next few weeks are going to be dicey, in terms of horoscopes AND the main issue (as opposed to the main issue just sucking like it has been… no, we haven’t become official testers for the Dyson laboratories). By admitting this, it probably means we’ll be publishing on-time with hitherto unknown quality issues… and by saying that, I’m sure we just reverse-jinxed ourselves.
Anyway. See you in September. Maybe.
Or, visit our store at Amazon… check out some of the books that inspire or otherwise provoke the Sane Magazine writers.