Is this the end of Little Nell?Nah. I got stuff. Posts to write on YOUNG AVENGERS (Christ, it's bad), our recent vacation (a good time was had by all, or, at least, by all the wimmenfolk in my life, which is what counts, and I scored some new Magic cards, so, overall, it was cool, although I wish to God I could now take a vacation to recover from my vacation), and, of course, the latest Republican/conservative horseshit (the murderous idiots are willing to accept that the war in Iraq has killed five or ten thousand innocent civilians, but they absolutely balk at SIX HUNDRED thousand, and here I thought moral relatavism was supposed to be a liberal disease), a whip around of the blogs I regularly read, few of whom care whether I exist or not but what the fuck, perhaps something about the TV I'm watching (that would be HEROES, and nothing else, at this juncture) and, I dunno, maybe some clix nonsense that only Mike Norton will read (got me a STILT-MAN, baby!).
What I ain't got at this particular node in space/time is, well, time. The SuperKids are all running around screaming while simultaneously leaping up and down and setting things on fire, the Asshole Ex is taking us back to court to waste even MORE of the money we ain't got and he's refusing to pay us, SuperFiancee and I are back at work full time, the house is a wreck... it's Life As Usual, just with more of it piled up in four story stacks due to taking five days out for a road trip to Florida.
But bear with me. I'll probably throw a great deal of shit against this h'yar wall sometime this weekend.
Oh, and mad thanks to Mike 'Miraclo' Norton and Opus de Penguin for recent plugs on their respective blogs. They're both on my sidebar, go check 'em out.
Oh, yeah... I love you, Tammy.