Or - “In Which I Admit To Human Failings…”
My computer is fully functional.
My new scanner is onboard and scannelating.
My tendonitis is at least quiet enough to work.
The only excuse I have for not finishing what I hope is a triumphant return to Monday mornings awesome is that fact that I spent Valentine’s Day with my Valentines and didn’t get my imaging legwork done. I apologize, but I did want to share with you a little something that I hope will at least make Stephen stop hitting me with his “Work Stick” (it’s a Louisville Slugger, but he feels that “Work Stick” is more motivating.)

Yes, I went with the pink pleather bikini. It’s a part of history, dammit. More updates as events warrant…
***What can you say about Matthew that hasn't already been said by angry women and courtroom transcripts across the nation? At the age of 37, he's finally certain that there's no such thing as an adult, only children with varying abilities to cover their own insecurities. His comic book collection is currently housed in fifty-three short boxes, and were one of the major forces behind his family's recent move to larger quarters. He enjoys body surfing, as long as the bodies are fresh, writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women.
Favorite writers include Gail Simone, Joss Whedon, Matt Fraction, Fred Van Lente, Doug Moench, Geoff Johns, Kurt Busiek, Steve Gerber and David Anthony Kraft. Among his favorite artists are John Byrne, Phil Jiminez, Nicola Scott, Barry Kitson, Mark Bagley, Mac Raboy, Marshall Rogers, Gil Kane, Russ Manning, Jerry Ordway, Gene Colan, and Tim Truman. Ask him tomorrow, and there'll be even more...
What are you reading this for?***