It's Emma Caulfield's birthday today.

She's hot.

So's Amy Acker, as long as we're talking Whedon hotties.

Anyway.

Continued tweaking (in a non-chemical dependent kind of way, mind you) continues on the little site of perpetual joy and fluffiness. Soon you'll have a brand-spankin' new, never before seen (and probably poorly edited) short story courtesy of yours truly. A little ditty called A Friend Better Than You that illustrates why weepiness, narcissism and gasoline should never mix.

I'm still working on the grocery store story, too. Not sure when it will be done, but I'm pretty sure it'll be long before the Amish guy story gets done (for those of you keeping score). I finally tracked down the latest UNKLE disc as well as the new Sigur Ros EP. So far so good on both accounts, but I'm sure I'll have something more to add at a later point. In either case I figured I'd better pop in and let you know that just cuz I'm not around quite as much as usual, doesn't mean I don't love my turtle doves any less.
Out to ya...
-Joe