On Bended Knee

Holy frig, has it been that long since I've updated?! Where have I been? More to the point, where am I now? It's been so long, I've got a metaphorical Crazy Person/ZZ Top style beard going on.

No, no, no. Can't have this.

OK. After a summer of inking comics and hobnobbing with the uh...nerdish, geekish elite at the cons and sneaking in a proper vacation, I'm back. How have you been?

I feel so...neglectful. The truth is, I love this blog so much that I hope someday to marry it, in a ceremony where we shall ride into the chapel atop a couple of My Pretty Ponies and exchange vows that we've written ourselves- vows that cite words such as "forever", "circle", "memories", "midgets", and "Chinese Finger Puzzle". After the ceremony, we'll head to the Knights of Columbus Hall for chicken or beef, do the Macarena, and watch in bemused horror as one of Final Girl's co-workers gets knackered, hits on the Maid of Honor, and falls on his ass during the Electric Slide, landing in a puddle of his own spilled Rolling Rock.

Or something.

But honestly, I'm super psyched because guess what arrived at my house today via UPS? A copy of the 1983 flick Curtains. Woo hoo! I've never seen it, so don't go ruining any surprises for me. I've got high hopes, as always, and I'll let you know how it turns out.

So please, take this post, this meager offering of contrition, and welcome me back. I've got my VCR all warmed up and everything.