The Beach Boys are my favorite band, so the news that they are reuniting is a big deal. That they are kicking off the tour in New Orleans, my favorite city in the U.S., is amazing. We are all set to go.
Sara and I have discovered a brilliant new brunch place: East Coast Grill. We’ve been there plenty of times for dinner, but never made the morning trek for brunch. We definitely will be there more often now.
Apparently, they have “the World’s Largest Bloody Mary Bar” and it certainly looked larger than average, with a dizzying array of accoutrements, including picked veggies, Guava Lava, salsas, hot sauces, etc.
This is what we got. Note the liberal use of the simply divine Inner Beauty Hot Sauce (and this is not one of those tourist-spicy “hot” sauces; it is the real deal, made with copious amounts of scotch bonnet peppers).
Banana Rellena (Muy Caliente!)…Smoked Pork Stuffed Banana
Grilled Corn on the Cob with Cumin-Lime Mayo, Queso Fresco and Chile
Wicked Spicy Smoked Pork Rib with Guava Lava Glaze and Inner Beauty Hot Sauce…
Amilcar’s Guacamole with Fresh Corn Tortilla Chips and Tomato Salsa
It was a phenomenal brunch. I recommend you get there as soon as you can.
We will be in the rainforests of Belize in less than three weeks. Howler monkeys, Belikin beers, and Mayan ruins. 
Looking forward to the first ever Anthology Convention in Portsmouth, NH, put on by the winsome folks at Shroud Publishing.
I am going to be on a few panels, including one on experimental & psychedelic fiction (I fully expect to roped on benzedrine and toad venom) and one on writing workshops (yep, I suspect the toad venom will work here, too).
I will probably be reading, too, and signing books.
Check out the site for more info on guests, including Catherynne Valente, Brian Keene, Jonathan Maberry, Jennifer Pelland, and many more.
You may have stumbled across this blog from my short zombie story “Mother Sisyphus” in One Buck Zombies and this shows you are a reader of fine discernment.
Well, if you like zombies (and who doesn’t?) you may want to pick up Hiram Grange and the Digital Eucharist, which features a plethora of zombies. It is jam-packed with Jodie Foster zombies (Yes, that’s right, plural–as in more than one Jodie Foster zombie) and ravenous hordes of zombie chimpanzees (Oh, fuck yeah! Way more than one!)
It also features sex, drugs, and pigeons. (This is true.)
Awesome artwork by Malcolm McClinton and Danny Evarts. (This is really true.)
Printed in hallucinogenic ink mixed up in Scott Carr’s secret shadow government bunker. (This may not be true.)
Every 100 copies comes with a rare golden ticket that will get you a special heated seat on the Magic Space Rapture Ark. (This is probably not true.)
For more Hiram Grange, check out this free story, “Hiram Grange and the Ghosts of Marrakech.”
A legless Jodie Foster zombie rudely inconveniences our paragon of virtue. Pray tell, what happens next?!
Enough with the zombies. We have wild demons up in here.
In which our intrepid hero is confronted by not one, not two, but three Jodie Foster zombies
