Busta/Lovecraft 26

Name me one other work of art where H. P. Lovecraft gets hit by a truck. I don't think there is one.

This week I've ensconsed myself in the comforting insignificance of "Trying to Get My Web-Site Traffic Up." It's been fun. I've managed to about quadruple it, and turn that into money. Sort of money. Like, three digits, but only if you count pennies as digits. But I went through and really exhaustively spruced up my web site, to the point where there are only a few parts that still bother me. I put ads on a couple pages too, which has been great fun. projectwonderful.com , tell 'em I sent you. It's an advertising cooperative where people bid pennies, literally pennies, to advertise on your site, and you do the same for them. It's actually sorta worked a little bit. I don't think I've made a single sale off the five big dollars that I sunk into this, but if I do I will recycle those funds right back into the ads, because it's mad fun. I get to spend miniscule amounts of money and feel like I'm actually accomplishing things for art and career -- it's mad fun. It definitely fulfills my need for the internet to tell me more things! faster! Many thanks to Jeanne Thornton, roommate extraordinaire and author of this encomium of astoundment:

http://fictioncircus.com/mwhf/comic.php?date=20110812