So someone in Temple Arizona really liked me today. Tons of hits from there. It’s no more weird than the hits I get all the time from weird foreign countries for no apparent reason. Today I even got one from Bratislava. Great, now Hostel is after me.

Yes, I analyze my tracking info. This makes me weird, but it means I know who’s reading, and who isn’t.

Dum dum dum.

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I just put all of my music on my playlist. We’ll see how long this lasts. Well, right now, it’s 160 hours. Many, many Gigs.

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I am now officially excited for the Super Bowl. Much to Kenzie’s chagrin, I think this may mean a Super Bowl party is in order. And by party, I mean “having people over,” with probably only one them actually being interested in what is actually happening in the game. Hey, we just cleaned the house. Why not show it off?

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Speaking of, tomorrow is Kenzie’s birthday. I’ve tried to tell her that since we’re now married and that means we share everything, that this means it’s my birthday too.

She does not understand/appreciate this line of thinking. I don’t think she’s going to get me anything.

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We have our first “Dayton Area Comic Creators” group on Saturday. We’ll see if anyone shows. Lee finished a page of “Gifted” that just blew me away (okay, well, it was mostly done, but still), and I just finished the rough draft of another project I’m currently stalking an artist for. Ambitious much?

Yes. Abso-fucking-lutely.

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Terminator is good, but I’m not sure if it’s good because it’s good, or because there is no other scripted TV.

Watched “Smoking Aces” tonight. Was blown away, enjoyed it immensely, even if some of the plot points were very predictable. It took us until IMDB to realize that other girl is on Boston Legal (Whitney, the sassy one).

Cloverfield is phenomenal. Just stop asking “so what’s the monster?” It’s a big fucking monster, and it will eat your face. It’s in yur citees, eatin ur yuppeez.