I'm avoiding the masses of work that I am behind on. The dogs and I went exploring in the barn to determine who our new animal resident is who has burrowed a home in it. The dogs can't stay away, so now I'm curious also. I hope it is a marmot, since I just watched The Big Lebowski last night.

I have not decided whether to celebrate Eostre, the Teutonic dawn goddess of fertility or the Cybele/Attis angle this year...

I might also just go mainstream and celebrate the purple bunny that poops candy filled eggs.

Ahhh, the glory of middle management!

All of the responsibility, with none of the authority

I hope it is a Honey Badger, Wolverine, Kangaroo or maybe a Giraffe. That would make your barn a lot more interesting.

I'm going to celebrate in the name of Co'umphii-H'Inee, God of stocking toilet paper in the men's room stalls.

Haha, I am sending clown strippers to your office.



And I like the quote in your Sig.

Awesome!



thanx for the link.

I think I've read some Brian Keene stuff....but I can't place it.

My only regret is that with no DC I cannot turn Stan into a Tank or the Batcycle.

I suppose I'll save that for some time in the future.

Stan Lee, Herald of Galactus, turns into the Piloted Batcycle. Galactus hops in to drive while the USS Enterprise rides on the back wearing the Utility Belt.

Why?

Because this game is awesome!!!!

I think you just blew my mind.

You nasty!

Why must there always be drama in my workplace?

Somewhere, a comics purist just had a heart attack...

Yeah, it's not even 10am yet and I can't wait for this day to be over....

This is how unnecessary censorship is supposed to work.

Yeah, it is!