A nine-year-old boy volunteers to attend an upscale dinner party and is met with horror with possible end-of-the-world consequences.

James Collins is an author and Photographer from Houston. He also flies once in a while, but mostly he yells at those who leave the cap off the toothpaste. He has a fiendishly clever commode. It's already taken the bathtub as an ally in its porcelain war against man. These days, James runs around in future Detroit, as a half-robot, half-man who fights evil do-ers with a guitar strapped to his back.

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