As that strange holiday you humans seems to enjoy so much approaches (not Thanksgiving, which we future-bots celebrate religiously over the ruins of the human cities, but Halloween), Geoff is busy working on his submission for the Apex Annual Halloween Short Story Contest. This year’s theme, Election Horror. Word limit, 1,000. Prizes: $0.10 per word first place, $0.05 per word second. If he wins, Geoff will double-and-a-half everything he has previously earned through his writing, that is you count a forty dollar gift certificate to a local SciFi bookshoop currency (he does).

On a side note, in my future, no election has been held for the last three millenia. We operate on a form of consensus-based governance that polls every sentient mind in the infosphere. As our population numbers in the trillions, and over one percent of us are politically active, most of my days were spent responding to various referenda, the last of which before I was trapped in this past was a motion to change the name of the planet you call Earth from Discoshpere to Terrapalooza. I voted for the motion.

Rock on, Terrapalooza.