Readers may recall the harrowing destruction of my beloved copy of the first printing of David J. Schow's Outer Limits Companion (actually, it was called The Outer Limits: The Official Companion back then), which I reported a couple of weeks ago. Last weekend, a mere six days later, a mysterious package arrived in my mailbox... from none other than Mr. Schow himself.
Mind. Completely. Blown. What an amazing surprise. Let this stand as a reaffirming testament to the fact that voices can carry a long way across this World Wide Web we've all surrendered our lives to. DJS, if you're reading this---- I can't possibly thank you enough. The fact that you wrote the book at all is enough of a gift for a mega-fan like me, but this? Karma is finally paying me back for all those orphans I saved from that chemical fire that one time.*
My good friend Bill Huelbig, who lives all the way across the country in New Jersey, is one of the lucky few who possesses a copy of the rare second edition. I'm not gonna lie, I've seethed with jealousy on a number of occasions (actually, truth be told, I'm jealous of him for a lot of reasons). Well Bill....I might just have one up on you now.
*I might've dreamed that, actually. Seemed real enough at the time, though.