I'm back, sucka!
I've been out of commission for a week, as my 24-hour HIV turned into the 7 day AIDS. I hope that wasn't offensive.
I'm better now though.
If you or anyone you know has a baby or a pet that needs to be named, contact me. I want to name something, preferably a baby girl, "Gary, King of Cyborgs." This is my dream. Let's make it happen.
The Kumite finals have been locked in for October 27th. There are going to be some really good comics on that show, including: Rory Scovel, Erin Conroy, Larry Poon, Frank Hong, Justin Schlegel, Zach Toczynski & Chris White. I'll be there too. I don't care who wins... as long as it's not Hong... that smarmy bastard.
I went four hours south to a family reunion this past weekend. It was very pointless. "Hi. I'm Vicky. Your great uncle is my brother's nephew. Let's be friends." Sorry Vicky, but I don't really care. If I had a dollar for every person who said, "Your hair is long," I could have bought a whip to smack everyone in the mouth before they repeated it the next time we ran into each other.
Also, I saw an Iroc-Z with "Git 'r done" spraypainted on its side. That will be on the pics page soon. In the south, that's the equivalent of of a Mexican seeing the Virgin Mary in a taco.
That's it for now.
Watch the Bears tonight.