Well, it's been an odd week. Not in what happened, really, just an odd feeling in the air.

Ok, I'm lying. There is more to it than that. I've hinted at changes, and it seems that I might not have even really had a grasp on what I was saying. Things are... volatile at the moment. I have figured out a few things:
1) Emmy Rossum is the most aesthetically pleasing human being on the planet.
2) Andrew Lloyd Weber should be shot
3) Joel Schumacher should be moved to an undisclosed location... and left there... a long time...

My review of "Phantom of the Opera" is likely to start that way and something else I've been batting around probably will, too. Like many things, it's a work in progress and I'm not likely to talk too much of it. I am, however, waaaaaaaay past due on a piece for the Birdhouse which I intend to do tonight. Let me be the first to send out a big ol' "Sorry Ray" for it being so late.

So where does that leave us? Not sure, honestly. Trying to has out the next couple o' features and figure out little bits of life stuff at the same time.

Anyway, this is for Christophe (der Soul Stealer) Enjoy...

-Joe