"Alan is nothing to them-just so much slop; just meat and molecules, currents and chemical soup. As he zigs and zags, biosensored through a maze, his unique ballet of beef and intention is carefully charted by Dr. Poindexter and his posse of would-be PhDs-the wizards in white coats working off their student loans and their feelings of sexual inadequacy." With Artifacts, K. B. Dixon offers an eccentric collection of irregular stories...