Those cylon boogie blues.

I'm munching a chocolate chip granola bar and thinking about Battle Star Galactica. Well, I'm actually chewing on about three quarters of the granola bar. I was curious as to whether or not I could fit it in my mouth.

Because I have a small mouth.

I'm selling a lot of my stuff. Or trying to. Let's just say I'm making a vague effort. Anyway, one thing I definitely want to sell is my autographed copy of I feel Sick #1. It's signed by Jhonen vasquez and Rikki Simmons. I don't want to go through the fucking hassle of Ebay, but I'm not sure how else to get rid of the fucking thing. I was never into Vasquez in a big way, so this comic isn't gracing my wall like the works of Mr.Sam Keith.

If you've stumbled across this blog and you just have to have a signed copy of IFS, drop me a line. And get your check book ready.

Other than that, nothing to report.

I think I want a hedgehog. I'm not really 100% on that yet, so I'll have to get back to you.

Back to Battlestar, I really enjoyed the way that four of the final five cylons were revealed. I'm also looking forward to watching Razor in a few hours.

SciFi.com has a cylon toaster that I want. I also want the 1:1 Cylon prop they have. Dorian says it would be too scary. Fear is a common side effect of being exposed to raw, untreated awesome. It's a fact of life.

We're supposed to be hit with a major thunderstorm today/yesterday. So far the clouds have only managed to piss out a few drops of rain like an old woman with a UTI camped out on her porcelain throne.

That didn't make sense.

I think it's funny.

Dorian spilled soda all over my fucking carpet. My gorgeous, 'I just have to rub my naked flesh all over it' green carpet.

Actually, it is not gorgeous, and I would be afraid to rub my naked body all over it. It's just some shitty rough office carpet that my landlord put in, judging by the look of it, around ten years ago. I think movie theaters and waiting rooms have nicer carpet than my apartment.

Also, Dorian was kind enough to give me a list of things that make me a huge nerd.

They are as follows:


- Not only do I have a ton of toys, but I collect them.

- I know a lot about animals. "You know, bugs and reptiles."

- I have a 'half-assed' jew fro.

- I watched all of the Star Wars movies. In one sitting.

- I like comic books.

- I enjoy a good Sci-Fi novel.

- I'm a 'video game snob'.

- I have a beard.

- I've been a member of the same forum for eight years now. An active member.

- I have poor posture.

- I find the writings of Mr.Hawking to be quite interesting.

- ...Yeah, and I call him Mr.Hawking.

- Dinosaurs. I love them.


So say we all.

The big finish.

"So, when you're with a man, where do you typically like him to finish?"

"...Well, [laughter] he'll usually finish on himself, and then I'll...I'll lick it off."


That, my friends, is what you call good radio.