Did you just discover Achewood, gulp it all down in one sickening weekend, and want to find some way to say thanks?
Did you discover Achewood in 2001, come and go and come and go, and, at some point, start to feel the affection one feels for things simply because they refuse to go away?
Did following the grim adumbrations of these karmically despoilt souls distract you, at some point, from a rough patch?
Then by all means, please, may we rattle our cup at you? If you’d like to include a personal note with your gift, they are always, always appreciated. Thank you!
To donate via Venmo, Chris-Onstad is my account name.
All gifts will receive a personal emailed reply. From me, not from some outsourced dude with a headset, in Phoenix, and his name is Josh D, and you wonder if his apartment is just pretty bare with like four plates and he watches TV on a laptop.