never there...

Today was windy and rainy and filled with nephew shrieks of "my pooh bear!" Yeah. He can't identify me, but he knows Winnie the Pooh and all Pooh's friends. :p Of course he's also got a buzz cut, so I guess I have to cut him some slack.

Finished last night's book. It was really, really good. I don't know what I was expecting, but... all things considered, if I had the cash, I'd buy it. And now you must all run out and feel silly [well, some of you] about checking it out. Diabetic vampires. Yeah, man. And Wayne! Wayne's a mindfuck unto himself. *twitches*

So, with that finished, I finally move onto my Talula inspired stash. Tonight's literary pick? American Godsby Neil Gaiman. Because it's due first. :p So far, so weird. In a thoroughly good way, mind you.

That reminds me. If someone is bored and needs a fantabulous read, I reach down into my comic book bag of oldies and present this gem that you should find: Clockwork Angels by Lea Hernandez. No excuses. Amazon has this puppy, so you can at least look at the cover, scream, and be done with it. I don't know why I thought of it just now though. Ah well. Go forth and read, damn it.

Or not.

Full moon tonight. Hopefully someone is being extra naughty in honor of it.

stolen property man.

( take a bow, a2 & jake )