Happy 3000 Weeks, You Badass MoFo!

Today, my dear friend and colleague Robert Stikmanz celebrates 3000 weeks of life! Since I now live in California, I’m unable to be there in person, so I recorded the below video to be played during the event on Saturday at Kick Butt Coffee. It’s an honor to have my short story “The Tragic Tale of Doctor Fausset” featured in the 3000 Weeks anthology among so many other artists’ fine work.

Rob,

It wouldn’t be too far off to say my career into publishing started with you. You were the one who read our first book Rowan of the Wood a recommended it for publication with the-publisher-who-shall-not-be-named. You’ve since been colleague, editor, fellow literary guest, panel companion, the man who kept me entertained for hours during a particularly slow convention, publishing partner, confidant, and most importantly, friend. It was you who gave Blue Moose Press our tagline: Cool-Ass People Who Write Interesting Books. It was you who listened to me in my shame after the first fall and offered the the delightful moniker Weasel Dick Mother Fucker, which greatly reduced my sadness and made me laugh again. It has unfortunately been used for for his two sequels as well: WDUK and WD#3, aka Austin Poly Rapist. It was you who were present with me on the Fourth of July as I came to terms with the rape and was in and out of dissociative states because of it.

You, my dear, dear friend, have always been there. Your kindness, compassion, talent, and staggering intellect continue to inspire me.

Wait! What am I talking about? You’re a bad-ass motherfucker. Forget everything I just said. You’re a force to be reckoned with! The bee’s knees! The man with whom no one dare messes. A lean mean fighting machine!

The one! The badass! The Rob!

I only wish I could be there to hear you sing in Dvarsh. Yipee-Ki-Yay, Motherfucker!

Peace and comfortable shoes, my friend.

~ by omgrey on January 24, 2013.