So the wheels are in motion for “It’s Only Comics.” We have our first table read on Thursday, and we hope to start filming some time this weekend. Been spending a lot of late nights in Photoshop working on graphics, on MySpace setting up a profile and getting friends (the MySpace will be our defacto webpage until we get a regular one set up, and it’s at myspace/itsonlycomics) or just sitting on the couch trying to come up with things that are funny. Thankfully, I’ve surrounded myself with rather talented guys that are actually excited to collaborate on something like this. When I run into them, or talk the them on the phone, it almost always begins with “So I had this idea for the show…” No chasing people around to get things done, no heel dragging, just guys that are looking to put together the best show we can. I’m also super-triple lucky that Kenzie is as loving and supportive as she is, since we’re going to be filming and meeting in our relatively tiny apartment.

Even though I have no desire to watch wrestling anymore (although I’ve thought about giving TNA a try, since I do like the “sport” of it, it’s just that the WWE story lines just got sub-moronic), I was surprised and saddened when I read the news about Chris Benoit and his family, and it was super-double fucked-up when the facts began to come out about it. I can’t imagine someone doing something like that to their own child.

Speaking of, Allie is all packed up and off to Illinois today. They’ll be back later in the week, but it’s beginning to feel a little more real now that she’s not going to be here every other night, or maybe just pop into the store with her mom or whatever. I know she’s going to be really happy there, and above all else that’s what I want for her. I could say that it’s a bad situation, but it’s not, not really. A bad situation would be if her mom and I didn’t talk or fought all the time, or if we ended up marrying people the other one couldn’t stand or something like that. It’d be one thing if there was a choice in the matter, but there isn’t one. Maybe things will be different a year from now, or two years from now, and in three years Allie’s stepdad will get redeployed again and who knows where they’ll end up. At least they’re only five or so hours down 70. It’s not Alaska, it’s not Colorado, and thankfully it’s not Iraq (not that they whole family would go, but I don’t want to see him sent over there).

I’m not going to lie and say I’m super happy with the whole thing, but I’m putting on a brave face, focusing on the wedding and all my other little projects (and oh yes, there’s more than what I’ve put here), and doing my best to be here when she needs me and make my life flexible enough that I can go be with her at a moments notice.

And being a trillionare will help with that. ;)