A Space-Biff! Secret Annoucement!
Alright people, rub your hands together and shake the sleepy out of your buttocks, because Space-Biff! has an announcement. “What kind of announcement?” I can hear you asking, even though you’re in Hungary and I’m locked tight in the basement of the SB! Commune. Well, it’s the kind of announcement that you’ll be thinking about for days; that will challenge your preconceptions of what “announcement” can mean; that will replace Benjamin Disraeli as the eighteenth-coolest thing in history. And it makes us kind of a tease.
That’s all. It may go down as a testament to my hubris that I’m not ready to spill any details, or even let you know when when you’ll get to hear more. The truth is, I don’t know the when—days, weeks, months. A year, perhaps. But it’s there. Oh yes, it’s there.