That’s correct! I have taken up residence in the Pacific Northwest, where, as Mr. Kerry Joyce vaguely instructed me, I am to do a “scene report, or something.”
It hasn’t been a good start to the year, comically speaking. With news of no more Calvin & Hobbes, and just one more issue each of Sandman and Love & Rockets…
My job, as well as yours, as a living, breathing, normally-functioning human being, is to get out of bed. Unfortunately, it’s not as easy a job as it sounds.
“Son, you’re behind the wheel of a V-8 powered, fully-loaded, American built Ford Crown Victoria automobile. T’ain’t no ‘scuse for going 55. No ‘scuse at all.”
If I hear one more born-again poser trying to tell me about how cool Christian Industrial Death Metal is, I’m going to nail somebody’s living carcass to a tree.