…but the neighbors hate them, cos nobody wants to live near a cathouse
That might have been too long a walk for a punchline.
Sweet Jesus, Mabel, That Damned Hippie Has More STUFF!
1: Watched the Heroes season finale last night. As always, a mixed bag, but good fun. If I were the Petrelli boys, I’d push mom off a cliff. Hiro showed us that even nice little nerdy boys should not be fucked with. Niki is dead, and I’ll reckon she’s pretty pissed off about it. Sylar is back and I hope they kill his ass off next season. Claire might just want to reconcile with her flying sweetie and tell Daddy to fuck off.
2: After reviewing things, I forsee my gaming group will complete the present series sometime in March. While I could run the next game in the same setting, I’m thinking I might take a hard right turn into the sci-fi genre. I’ve got this still vague idea for an alien invasion setting that would allow for equal measures of ass kickin’ and terrified runnin’. We shall see what happens.
3: Winker is shedding. Now, I don’t mean the constant low level shedding that Basset Hounds are prone to, I’m talking “gotta get my winter coat on” shedding. After about 2 minutes on my lap, it looks as tho a white dog has exploded.
Gotta go. More bloggage and stuff later.
… but it’s in Schenectady, so it doesn’t smell quite right.