AD-VOCACY

We start today with a bit of mental time-traveling. I’m thinking back to the 1950s and 1960s. Like most kids of that time, the then-Tony Isabella watched a lot of television. But it wasn’t even remotely like watching TV today.

We had a small black-and-white TV set sitting in furniture much larger than the set. There were only three channels available in Cleveland. They were the local outlets for ABC, CBS and NBC. My parents subscribed to TV Guide and, when each issue arrived, I would go through it scientifically (LOL) and plan what shows I wanted to watch. There was no recording of shows back then and the only second chance of watching something I’d missed was the summer reruns of those shows.

It should be said that I was not the lord of the Isabella family TV set. My choices could and sometimes were rendered moot by my father, my mother and, if she whined and pouted enough, my older sister. There was a decided pecking order. Fortuneteller, when my two younger brothers came along, they had pretty much the same tastes as me so we were seldom in conflict.

I watched commercials. I really didn’t have a choice. I had no remote control so I couldn’t mute the commercials or even switch to another channel without getting up, walking over to the set and manually changing the channel or lowering the volume. Which I didn’t do because I couldn’t risk missing a moment of my shows. I went heavy on cops and cowboys.

In my youth, when I watched commercials, it didn’t register that everyone in those commercials, with the exception of super-baker and syrup-maker Aunt Jemima, was Caucasian. It was a subtle form of white supremacy. I was just too young to recognize it. It didn’t help that our school history books were not forthcoming about America’s sins.

Things changed over the years. I started seeing Black people in commercials. This was about the same time I started seeing Black actors in supporting and even lead roles in both comedy and drama series. As I got older, the two developments were linked in my mind. The greater exposure for Blacks in commercials and shows led to an improved standing for them in our still largely white-dominated society. It took a little longer for doctors and nurses to stop smoking in commercials and turn to pushing boner bills to anxious men.

Blacks in commercials and in TV shows eventually led the way to interracial and even gay couple and characters. And, again, as I saw it, the greater exposure made Americans at large much more accepting of such folks. Not entirely, of course. Our society is still assaulted by an endless swarm of right-wing bigots and faux-Christian white supremacists.

For several days, I have been writing physical letters to Wheel of Fortune, The Daily Show, Late Show with Stephen Colbert and the HGTV network. I’m writing to encourage them to include more positive trans material in their shows. When the talk shows talk truth to power through comedy, it always brings me joy. Even in the most troubling times. When I see trans contestants on game shows or doing something as normal as buying a house, I’m filled with the hope that other viewers might see us as just people and not dangerous or demented.

Trans people are really up against it. Every morning, I wake up to at least one news story about Republicans trying to strip us of our rights and end our gender-affirming health care. We face people, including those we love, who don’t understand what it’s like to look in the mirror and not see ourselves. Who don’t know what it’s like to live with the daily fears of being disappeared and never reaching our happy endings.

I also want to see more trans representation in commercials. I’m painfully aware that, not so long ago, the right-wing lost its collective mind when a trans woman enjoyed a beer. The brewing company lost millions in dollars in revenue and stock value and watched crazed Republicans shoot at their product with machine guns. Talk about derangement.

Yet, despite the ongoing risk, I beg advertisers to use trans people in their commercials. Because it’s the right thing to do. Because, we do buy their products. Because, as with the other marginalized groups discussed above, trans familiarity might well bring welcome acceptance.

Be brave. Be kind. Be yourselves.

© 2026 Tony Isabella

 

NEWS ABOUT MY NEW TRANS SUPER-HERO SERIES

 

NEW COMIC NEWS. Although the current plan is for the artist of my new trans super-hero series to launch a Kickstarter for it, until that Kickstarter is launched, we're open to offers from publishers. However, those publishers should know I will not give up editorial control or ownership. Yeah, sure, if the publisher is uncomfortable with the occasional F-bomb, that's something we can discuss. But they should stay in their lane. We're the creators, not them.

 

While I'm willing to share in profits form any ancillary rights, I will not cede them to a publisher. These would be joint decisions with me having the final say. I've seen too many publishers try to grab all the rights without doing anything beyond publishing already completed material. My days of being a chump are behind me.

 

The artist? That's his news to share when he's ready.

 

Thanks for your attention to this...no, I won't go there.

A.I. VERSUS EVERYTHING

Recently, after a minor kerfuffle on my Facebook page, I said I would be writing a bloggy thing about A.I., my rare former use of it and my reaction to those who oppose it with a vehemence that can get a little scary. But, first, this…

Several times a week, usually while watching MSNOW or The Daily Show, I see an ad for the Freedom From Religion Foundation with Ron Reagan, Jr. as its spokesperson. To be clear, I agree with the basic principles of this organization. I think there should always be an adamantium wall between church and state. I think politicians and judges who perform their functions on the basis of their personal religious beliefs should not remain in office. I think those who claim the United States is a Christian nation don’t know history or their religion.

Here’s the thing. Reagan is such an arrogant twat as he delivers a message I agree with. His mantra of “unabashed atheist, not afraid of burning in Hell” is smug and self-congratulatory. It’s why I think he has one of the most punch-able faces in the world today. The way he delivers the message is more anti-religion than pro-democracy. Is there a reason this worthy organization can’t have a spokesperson who’s not a dick?

Which brings us to people who oppose A.I. with the same smug and self-congratulatory demeanor as Reagan. They stand up for the countless unknown creators getting ripped off by A.I. outfits. It would be nice if they showed the same fervor for the known creators who have been ripped off by comics companies and other corporations. But, seemingly, they’d rather be defenders of the abstract than defenders of the specific. 

I have had my issues with A.I. Before I came out to the comics community as trans, I would use an A.I. site to try to picture how various looks and outfits might work for me. I rarely shared these images with any of my allies and trans friends. They were sort of fun, but not really useful. I could never get the images to look remotely like me. They were more an exercise in fantasy as I was embracing my new reality. I’ve not looked at the images or site in years.

My next private use of A.I. was in designing characters for the comics and other stories I was creating. I never sent the images to any artist. They were images I would look at before using my words to describe the characters. Ultimately, I decided this was an unnecessary step. I could picture the characters better in my head than I could with A.I.

My first and only real public use of A.I. in my work was when I came up with a Last Kiss gag sans public domain image. I thought it was funny and so did John Lustig, lord of Last Kiss. Since we had no image to go along with the joke, John used A.I. to create one. It was not a satisfying or satisfactory experience. Worse, it got vehement blow back from a long-time friend of mine.

I was stunned by the level of her reaction. It was if I’d eaten a puppy in front of her. That one “sin” of mine caused her to write me off, seemingly forever. I’ve not heard from her since. I remain baffled by this as I can think of literally hundreds of worst things I could have done. I bet you can as well.

You probably saw this next bit coming a mile away. As I wrote above, she was someone who, to be best of my knowledge, didn’t show the same fervor for known creators who have been ripped off by comic-book publishers and other corporations. She’d rather be a defender of the abstract than of the specific.

I can’t wholly agree that A.I. is always a bad thing. It’s been used to create biting and hilarious parody and satire. Novice that I am, I can’t see how the creators of this A.I. content are making bank off it and, more importantly, in doing so, cheating people. I mean, are you really upset that Stephen Miller’s image is being used in ways he hates? And, yes, I fully expect to get blow back on this statement.

My most recent public brush with A.I. was when I listed Mana to Miniskirts by Tanya Mondragon as a thing that made me happy. This is a transgender romance wherein a gamer nerd gets hit with a gender virus and then navigates her new life as if she were planning a D&D campaign. I read it on my Kindle for free and ran an image of the apparently A.I. generated cover art. A zealot or two made sarcastic comments about this.

Most of these transgender romances, many of which are not nearly as interesting or well-written at this one, are available for free via Kindle Unlimited. I pay around $12 a month for this and read a few dozen books each month. Most of these transgender romances are basically short stories. With the exception of a handful of insanely prolific authors, I can’t imagine any of the writers making money from this. The books strike me as labors of love, much like the countless fanzine articles I wrote during my teen years. Since these books are likely not profitable, I don’t see how the authors could have paid actual artists. Honestly, I don’t see the A.I. images as doing financial harm. No more than when parody accounts make use of cover and other comics images to create their satire. I see it as a fan thing.

I save my ire for the artistic pirates who set up at conventions selling their often plagiarized images of comics characters. They are profiting off the work and intellectual property of others. The vastness of their booths make it clear they are not in this for the fan love of it.

It should be noted that comics publishers almost never go after these pirates. I assume their reasoning is that they would also have to go after actual comics creators who are trying to offset their lack of long-term benefits and work from the publishers they once worked for. I have great sympathy for these artists and for writers who are selling copies of original scripts. The comics industry has no pension plans to take care of us as we get older and less employable, at least in the worsening vision of editors and publishers.

I am likely minimizing the dangers and harm of A.I. When you’re a trans person living in a country that seems determined to end your very existence, that seems a lot more threatening than folks misusing this new technology.

I’m sure many will disagree with my viewpoint. I merely ask they keep their disagreement reasonable.

If you were wondering, I did look into writing some transgender romances after some friends asked me to consider it. That didn’t seem like a path for me. I am writing a kind of romance novel with a transwoman lead, but my hope for that is to place it with a publishing company that could put it front of movie makers. A girl’s got to have dreams.

I’ll be back soon with more stuff.

© 2026 Tony Isabella

THINGS THAT MADE ME HAPPY IN FEBRUARY

February was a month that just plain got away from me. It was as bitterly cold in Ohio as I can remember. I was feeling poorly as I prepared for Akronomicon and ended up leaving the event early when I got quite ill. Three days later, I was admitted to the MetroHealth hospital in Cleveland Heights. I was there four days and received excellent care on all fronts. 

I came home on Friday the Thirteenth, which made my Saintly Wife Barb nervous. I don’t understand that. She’s never even seen any of the movies. All kidding aside, she took wonderful care of me as I slowly recovered from the debilitating effects of being too damn old for my own good.

If my being physically ill wasn’t enough, the child-molester-in-chief and his vile cronies and his idiotic supporters ramped up their awfulness way past 10. You saw the news. You know the evil they continued to unleash on our country and the entire world. I wish Hell would take them all right now.

The purpose of my daily “Things That Make Me Happy” posts is to embrace whatever joy each of those days brought me and to share that joy with all of you. We must hold on the little things as we pray for better big things to come our way.

Here are the books and more that brought me considerable joy in the otherwise shitty month of February.

February 1: Separation of Church and Hate: A Sane Person's Guide to Taking Back the Bible from Fundamentalists, Fascists, and Flock-Fleecing Frauds by John Fugelsang. The long title says it all. The best non-fiction book I’ve read in years.

February 2: Sabrina Carpenter singing and performing “Manchild” at the 2026 Grammy Awards. Her lively appearance made me smile from the start. The choreography and props were amazing. One of the best awards show performances ever.

                                                                            

February 3: Do Women Need Sex Entertainment Vol. 1 by Yachinatsu and Sono Yoshioka. Broke and single, Sono takes an admin job at an escort agency catering exclusively to women. A delightful, funny and gentle sex romp. Mature readers only.

                                   

 

February 4:: The Muppet Show is back and I loved it. It had the funny quirky feel of the original but still felt fresh. I was grinning like a kid all through the episode. Let’s hope this is just the launch of a new series!.

February 5: Godzilla Legends: Mothra: Queen of the Monsters by Sophie Campbell and Matt Frank. IDW continues to produce amazing Godzilla series. This one is a different and fascinating take on one of my favorite Kaiju. Recommended.

February 6: Mana to Miniskirts by Tanya Mondragon. A gamer nerd is struck by a gender-change virus and navigates her new reality like a D&D campaign. Transgender romances are often formulaic, but this one takes a different approach and is well-written to boot.

February 7: Akronomicon 2026 was a winter horrorland of actors, creators, creatures and vendors. I was thrilled to connect with old friends like Brinke Stevens and Nancy Anne Ridder. I will be back in 2027.

                                                                               

February 8: My Girlfriend is 8 Meters Tall by Wataru Mitogawa. This manga is more charmingly saucy than sexy as normal-size student Yumeji tries to make life a bit easier for his childhood friend Chieri. I love these characters and this series. 

February 9: Louis Cato and the Great Big Joy Machine. I love the Late Show band and I’m guessing/hoping the new name means we have not seen the end of this wonderful group of musicians. Long may they make musical magic!

                                 

 

February 10: “See the USA in Your Chevrolet!” I’ve never been a car girl, but when I listen to rising country artist Brooke Lee singing a modernized version of that tune, I’m filled with warm nostalgia. What a wonderful way to celebrate the brand’s 20-year anniversary!

February 11: Godzilla Kai-Sei Era #1-6 by Tim Seeley and Nikola Cizmesiga. IDW is breaking the rules with all kinds of different takes on the Great Scaly One. I prefer traditional Godzilla, but I can’t deny these are very interesting.

February 12: MetroHealth. I spent four days in Metro’s Cleveland Heights facility. It was excellent. A comfortable large room. Staff that was efficient, friendly and kind, and who always used my correct name and pronouns. Top marks all around.

February 13: MetroHealth. Comics writer Jenny was the celebrity of my floor, almost as big as the soap opera star who was there a while back. I enjoyed talking to staff members about comics. I didn’t have an appetite, but they surely fed my ego.

February 14: MetroHealth. An amusing thing about my stay at the Cleveland Heights hospital was people telling me about the deep divide in their families. They were divided between Marvel and DC. This took me back to the 1960s.

                                                                                 

February 15: Sensation Comics #38 (Facsimile Edition). I always get a kick out of these DC editions featuring complete issues of rare Golden Age titles. It’s like time-traveling to a different era of heroes, gangsters and Nazis.

February 16: Live with Kelly and Mark. Saintly Wife Barb got me hooked on this talk show. The banter between Kelly Ripa and Mark Consuelos pairs well with a breakfast sandwich. We both love the daily “Stump Mark” segment. Pleasant viewing.

February 17: Doctor Doom Epic Collection: Enter...Doctor Doom. I lean towards Victor being the quintessential Marvel villain. These 1962-1969 tales tales show his beginnings and development. Six decades later, he still intrigues me.

                                                                               

February 18: The Leopard from Lime St. by Tom Tully. Yes, this is a blatant rip-off of Spider-Man with the young hero getting powers from a radioactive leopard. But, gosh darn it, it’s funky fun and I’m enjoying it immensely.

February 19: The Gorgon (1964). I’d not seen this British horror movie until it aired on Svengoolie recently. I saw the ending coming but the film itself was well acted with decent suspense and a real sense of tragedy. I liked it.

February 20: Christine Jorgensen: A Personal Autobiography was a gift from a Facebook friend. She was the most famous transwoman of the 1950s and beyond, yet I knew little about her. This great book is filling in the gaps for me.

                                                                                   

February 21: The Complete Yancy Street Gazette. The YSG was one of the first fanzines I subscribed to. It was also one of the first I wrote for. I made lifelong friends though its pages and I am thrilled to see those issues again.

February 22: Men’s Adventure Quarterly #9. It’s been a minute or three since I last wrote about this fine magazine. This issue has gators galore. Lots of great men’s adventure mags history and chilling croc attacks. What’s not to love?

                                 

     

February 23: Barb found this box while going through stuff. It’s full of my dad’s cuff links and tie clips. He didn’t get many chances to use them because he worked six days a week, but he most definitely had style. I’ll showcase some of these pieces in the near future.

February 24: Tombstone French Fry Crust Pizza (Loaded Bacon Cheddar). Frozen pizza’s a go-to here. This was a hit. You could taste the “french fry” and the bacon and cheddar complimented it. Warning: it loses something if you eat it cold. Heat the leftovers up.

                                                                                      

February 25: Taylor Tomlinson Prodigal Daughter (Netflix). What a sensational stand-up special! Hilarious, insightful, moving, spiritual. It hit so many marks for me. One of the best stand-up acts I’ve seen in years.

February 26: Black Cat Books in Medina. There are many reasons to love this place. One of them is the monthly Tatum’s Top 5. It’s rare when my interest is not piqued by one of this woman’s choices. She has excellent taste. Now excuse me while I order one of her latest recommendations.

February 27: I hadn’t driven my SUV since just before my recent hospital stay. Today, I drove it for the first time in three weeks. I went to the Medina Library and Carol and John’s Comic Book Shop, Cleveland’s best. I’m on the road again. 

February 28: Saintly Wife Barb bought a new car. It’s a Cadillac XT4 and, if I’m a very good girl, she may even give me a ride in it. Seriously, she deserves this vehicle and I am over the moon happy for her.

Here are the “best of show” winners.

BEST COMIC BOOK: Doctor Doom Epic Collection: Enter...Doctor Doom

BEST BOOK: Separation of Church and Hate

BEST MOVIE OR TV SHOW: Taylor Tomlinson Prodigal Daughter

BEST PERSON: Barb Isabella

BEST OTHER THING: The Complete Yancy Street Gazette.

As I mentioned in my previous bloggy thing, I have no convention appearances scheduled until July when my son Ed drive to Chicago for G-Fest. I can hazard a guess as to why this is the case, but I’m honestly not crushed by this situation.

This will give me the time to finish one major project and make a lot of headway into a second. If the months go as smoothly as I would like, I may be able to add a few small projects to the mix. This excites me.

If, perchance, you are someone who wants to invite me to appear at your comics convention or store, e-mail me and we can work out the various details of such appearances. I’ll do my best to accommodate you.

That’s all for today. I’ll be back with more bloggy fun in the very near future. See you then.

© 2026 Tony Isabella

 

THINGS THAT MADE ME HAPPY IN JANUARY

 

Welcome to this horrible delayed edition of “Things That Make Me Happy.” I’ve been feeling sickly all month and it caught up with me in the form of a four-day stay in the hospital. Nothing life-threatening, but it’s left me very weak. I’m taking it easy as I regain my energy. I set myself modest goals every day and I have been able to meet them.

Here are the things that brought me joy in January…

January 1: 2026. New year, new hopes. While hope alone will not be enough to achieve the better and more just world all decent people seek, it’s the first step in creating that world. Let’s all try to live up to those hopes.

January 2: House of Secrets #83 (January, 1970). The DC horror comics were at their peak here. A sad/happy tale by Marv Wolfman and Alex Toth. A super-scary one by Gerry Conway and Bill Draut. These comics were a training ground for great writers.

January 3: Wake Up Dead Man: A Knives Out Mystery. The third and most intense in the Benoit Blanc series. Daniel Craig gives his best performance yet as the master detective with Josh O’Connor impressive as a troubled young priest. Magnificent.

January 4: Supergirl #5 [November 2025] by Sophie Campbell and Pauline Ganucheau. “Paws and Effect” is a charming tale of the Super-Pets. I laughed out loud when Krypto “thought” he couldn’t understand English because he was just a dog.

January 5: Myles Garrett of the Cleveland Browns set the NFL’s single-season sack record. The Browns are and have been a train wreck due to their immoral ownership, but individual players can and do rise above that stink. Huzzah to Myles Garrett.

January 6: All-Negro Comics: America's First Black Comic Book is a comics history treasure, reprinting that singular issue with additional commentary and even some new stories. The reprinted material is what makes this a must-read. 

                                 

 

January 7: Ed Isabella was sworn in as Medina’s new Councilman-at-Large and, in addition to being named to several committees, he was named chairman of the Streets and Sidewalks Committee. He is the youngest member of the City Council.

January 8: The Daily Show: Jordan Kepler’s masterful takedown of Russian operative and Batman fanatic Benny Johnson is epic and hilarious. My Batman would have never been an inspiration to scum like Johnson.

January 9: Kaijumax Complete Collection Volume One by Zander Cannon. A gritty series about a kaiju prison that’s much grimmer than Toho’s Monster Island. A great example of how much a clever creator can do with this genre.

                                                                               

January 10: On Starlit Shores by Bex Glendining. A graphic novel about grief and growth, made more evocative with a haunting and satisfying supernatural element. It’s aimed at young adults, but this old lady loved it. Recommended.

January 11: Ed Isabella is Medina’s new councilman at large. His swearing in was amazing. Barb held a Bible and my dad’s service flag while our friend Jess administered the oath of office. It was a grand night of pride and family and friends.

                                                                                

January 12: Elvira in Horrorland by David Avallone and Silvia Califano. This five-issue series finds our mistress of the dark traveling through films like Psycho and Nightmare on Elm Street. It’s got laughs, legs and cleavage. I love this stuff.

January 13: Abbott Elementary came back from its winter break to face a new challenge. With their school in need of repair, they relocated to an abandoned mall. Making the space work for their students has been challenging and hilarious. The show is better than ever. .

January 14: Good Life Fine Jewelry and Piercing. This happy girl got her first ear piercing from the wonderful Monica. The photo here doesn’t do justice to the beauty of this jewelry, but there will be better photos in the future.

January 15: Star Trek Starfleet Academy. I enjoyed this. It’s a different kind of Star Trek series with a fascinating premise and characters. Maybe too many, but I’m hoping for episodes that focus on individual crew and students.

January 16: Star Trek Starfleet Academy. Holly Hunter’s Captain and Chancellor Nahla Ake has some annoying tendencies, but when I see her curl up in the command center, all else if forgiven. Her character is a strong principled woman. I’m a fan.

                                                                               

 

January 17: Star Trek Starfleet Academy. Gina Yashere is amazing as First Officer and Cadet Master Lura Thok. Knowing she’s also a great writer (Bob Hearts Abishola), I hope she gets the chance to write some episoes as well.

January 18: Ripperland by Steve Orlando, John Harris Dunning and Alessandro Oliveri. Post-Brexit England as a Victorian theme park and its own Jack the Ripper. Two stalwart detectives. I want a movie adaptation now! 

                                 

 

January 19: Crime Rangoon by Vivien Chien. This new Noodle Shop Mystery finds Lana Lee working with her detective boyfriend to solve the murder of a mystery writer. I can’t believe no one has picked this series up for an ongoing TV series.

                                                                                

January 20: The Godzilla 2026 Wall Calendar. Produced by Trends International, this gorgeous calendar offers a year of terrific Godzilla artwork.

January 21: The New Girl by Cassandra Calin. Lia and her family move from Romania to Montreal. She’s shy. Her French is shaky. Yet she grows during her first year of school in Canada. This is a success story that left me smiling. Recommended.

                                                                        

January 22: Rental Family. One of the very best movies of 2025. Brendan Fraiser is an American actor in Japan who who works for an agency playing roles in the lives of strangers. It’s dramatic and heartwarming. I recommend it highly.

January 23: DC Finest Hawkman Wings Across Time. I liked Hawkman as a kid. I grew to love the character and the intricate plotting and world building of writer Gardner Fox when I reread the comics for my own Hawkman run. These stories are some of the best from DC’s Silver Age.

January 24: Peacemaker Season Two. I thought it was better than the first. More character development. More fantastical events and settings. Both Scarier and more heartwarming at the same time. Sign me up for Season Three.

January 25: Peacemaker Season Two. The close bond between Chris Smith (John Cena) and Leota Adebayo (Danielle Brooks) carries the emotional weight of the season. It is as amazingly odd as it is amazingly right. I believe them.

January 26: Peacemaker Season Two. As Rick Flag, Sr., father of the murdered Rick Flag, Jr., Frank Grillo joins the small racks of TV villains I scream obscenities at. He joins Tobias Whale and Hiram Lodge. Well acted, sir.

January 27: Governor Mikie Sherrill of New Jersey. Her recent appearance was wonderful. She has great ideas for her state. She has a sense of humor. We need more young leaders like her and fewer old farts, Bernie Sanders being the exception.

                                                                                 

January 28: Catherine O’Hara. I’m happy for the truly wonderful entertainment she brought me and countless others. She was one of the funniest performers of all time. I mourn her death, but celebrate her life.

January 29: Sarah Sherman. With the departure of Bowen Yang, she is my new favorite Saturday Night Live cast members. She’s cute and hilarious and obviously game for whatever the writers throw at her. I want to hang with her.

January 30: Greg Ketter, founder of DreamHaven Books & Comics in Minneapolis. His protest of ICE as tear gas swept around him was inspirational. Comics have always been “woke” and that’s one of the things I most love about them.

                                                                               

January 31: Troll 2. A sequel even better than the original. The stakes are greater. The human stories are more intense. This is a film that explores heroism and humanity, courage and fear, and will leave you stunned by how good it is.

Here are the “best of show” winners.

BEST COMIC BOOK: Elvira in Horrorland

BEST BOOK: Crime Rangoon

BEST MOVIE OR TV SHOW: Rental Family

BEST PERSON: Ed Isabella

BEST OTHER THING: Godzilla 2026 Wall Calendar

This is where I would normally tell you about my next convention appearances. Alas, I have no such events scheduled for the rest of February, March, April, May and June. I’m sad about this. I feel like the girl who never gets a Valentine’s Day card.

However, I’ll make good use of the time, writing stuff, working on various other projects, getting ready for the year’s comics and pop culture garage sales, which will commence as soon as the weather permits. I would love to have that be April, but it will more likely be May.

Still, if you’re a convention or events promoter and would like me to appear at your show, just e-mail me and we’ll work out an agreement to make that possible.

That’s all for now. I hope to have new bloggy things for you on a more regular basis. Until then, be brave, be kind, and be your true selves.

© 2026 Tony Isabella