...maybe sometime later today. Maybe tomorrow. I dunno. The photos have been taken, the images have been edited; everything's done except the updating and coding of the script. Then it'll go up, maybe with another edition of A Crayon Haiku or Crayon Poetry Corner. Maybe not. We'll see. It is coming soon, though. Very soon.

So... how was everyone's weekend?

Oh, and a question. Since Blogger's recent retooling, everything seems to post fine, but when I hit publish it just hangs on the publishing page at 0% complete. It updates the blog and everything, but it'll stay on that page with that thing just spinning and spinning forever and never telling of any progress until I click away from it or close the window or something. What's up with that? Has anyone else had that problem? Inquiring minds want to know.

Well, Blogger suddenly looks very strange. More options! Which are mostly unnecessary, except for making colorful/blinding text. Hey Mickey, at least your preview thing is back, yes? (more...)

Quick post before I start getting ready to work the closing shift. Not to continue to go on and on about a dreary and depressing subject, but wanted to respond to a general attitude towards suicide and those who choose to commit it -- that suicide is "the easy way out."

That's false. Patently so. (more...)

I feel pretty good right now. I like myself. But I always like myself. Presently, I also like what I'm doing. I'm drinking. And eating apple pie. Or I was eating apple pie. I'm not anymore. I like pie. Picked it up today during my half-hour break, which I spent pacing the aisles of Toys 'R' Us and Giant looking for crap on which to waste my meager hard-earned pay. And, as said, I went with an apple pie at Giant. An overbaked pie. It's quite amusing how they put that "Oops! We overbaked!" sticker on there, as if I'd be able to tell that they overbaked the pie. It's not like they burned it or anything. (more...)

No, I didn't go to sleep before updating, nor did I take a break to go dick around with something else -- it's really taken me all fucking night to get this review written and ready. I BLOODY HOPE YOU ENJOY IT! Scary-Crayon: The Shore Leave Report. Two pages of insanity. Please don't be offended. Unless you're Brian Thompson -- then it's okay. And even then you should be angry with yourself, not me. Asshole.

And again, special thanks to De and Em for their role in bringing this lengthy SC first to fruition.

Anyway, I suspect the article is rife with typos, given that at this point I can barely see the screen due to the blurrage, so please send me an e-mail with a detailed list of typos and their locations in the text and I'll get right on fixing them when I can see straight. Jeez, I'm supposed to be working at noon. I'm gonna be dead on my feet.

Presently, I'm making plans to eat a donut. Then die. See you later.