Oh lord, I’m bored and feel like posting.

That’s never a good mix.

I’ve been fucked up about the day all day, mainly because I have off from work tomorrow, so I keep thinking it’s Friday. Of course, I have to work Saturday and Sunday, so…well, as the Sheriff said in Night of the Living Dead, “Yeah, they’re dead…they’re all messed up.”

Speaking of dead things, I picked up the first trade paperback of the “Route 666″ series, and it was pretty damn good. Premise: Cassie Starkweather is college junior who, it turns out, can see dead people. Even worse, she sees these sprits getting kidnapped by inky black ghosts to a place called “Perdition.” Assisting these inky horrors are men and women who look normal, but are in fact movie-creature types, vampires, werewolves and the like. Naturally she gets institutionalized, but she escapes after being accused of murder, and now lives on the run as a fugitive trying to fight a conspiracy that reaches all the way to hell itself.

I want to write up little bios for all the non-superhero comics I read. In fact, I think I’m reading more straight “speculative fiction” titles than superhero ones, for once in my life. Proof that the medium is shifting in a positive direction, if you ask me.

I’m a human barometer for success…

Watched half of wrestling and the 2nd episode of “Tru Calling” (which was way better than the first episode). Wrestling was okay. It picked up a bit on the Monday night show, but this one still felt kind of weak. They did have a mini-Smackdown Royal Rumble, and that was entertaining to watch, and actually had me guessing about the outcome. That’s a plus. They need to do some shifting around of talent on the shows, though (they run the two like different division, like the AFC and NFC in football…but there’s no draft and barely any trading so people are always wrestling the same people).

I had an interesting/pleasant conversation with these two overly friendly guys in Dark Star tonight. When they left, one of them said “God bless you!” as a farewell, and I just kind of nodded and smiled. It’s always weird when stuff like that happens, and you’re talking to someone and you realize “Oh…you’re one of *those.* Okay.” It make certain things make sense, like when he was talking about the movie “Master and Commander” and how interesting the characters were because it takes place right around “when Darwinism came out” and it’s neat to see “how they deal with all of that stuff.”

Toni is right, sometimes you just need to learn how to make cricket noises.

“Yeah, Darwinism…what’s up with that?”

*cricket noises*

I remember reading an interview in Playboy with one of the playmates, and she said that she “didn’t believe in evolution or anything like that” because it was against God’s plan. But God’s plan says it’s okay for you to wax your ‘nani and walk around with your knickers ’round your ankles? Not that I’m complaining, but still. Cricket noises.

I’m thinking about writing projects that I want to work on, or go back and revise. I always find myself going over old stuff and groaning, but you just have to keep producing, right? There is no wasted writing, as my beloved Toni tells me. It’s funny, I was reading my antiquated, out of date LJ earlier, and came upon an essay I wrote about file-sharing (maybe I’ll post it here at some point). It got a lot of people talking and discussing about stuff, which was really fun (perhaps the best use I’ve ever made of the global format of the internet), and a lot of them also added “That was really well written.”

So it made me realize that maybe, just maybe, I’m not a drooling mongoloid idiot bastard.

*cricket noises*

Chasing shiny objects, I remain…