Gosh my local comic book store guy has the bestest idea - invite all his regulars down, surprise them with a wine tasting, then wheel out the experimental vodka, wash down with more wine then have them buy stuff. I have a Looshkin plush doll now. I’m not terribly upset, at absolute worst I’ll just give it to Thing, or Dixie or Fawkes - it is a psychotic looking blue cat, why wouldn’t they love it - and all sorts of comics I’m vaguely interested in.
No correction - comics I am interested in, but just but in a big swedge as opposed to ‘as I’d read them’ which I guess is the point. I did an economics class all about the time differential on money. Anyway 100 quid now is like 105 tomorrow or something. Oh speaking of which I’m supposed to be spendin’ my ill gotten gains on flights to Bristol, I’ve to sort that, nuisance. And go pick up my new credit card from the post office before noon tomorrow. And the rest of the things.
But thats all detail work, mainly I must commend the sales technique of getting your customers all together in one place, then getting them hammered and having a laugh for a couple of hours then they buy stuff. Worked on me.