So, if you direct your focus to the right, you will see fancy new “Amazon Wish List” and “Donate” buttons. If you purchase anything from aforementioned wish list for me, or donate to me, I shall write or make something special for you: your choice. You want a poem… You get a poem. A bad cartoon?! I’m chock full! Weird drawings about nothing? Oh you better bet you can get one of those.
Yeah, I’m a whore. But I figured it was worth a shot.

Addendum:
I no longer have death living in my stomach. Now, it’s more like death’s wimpier, sweater-wearing, little brother, Cecil.