Both Scott and PZ Myers mentioned my link to Graeme's mention of the Galactus is Coming Stan Lee/Jack Chick mashup, and as they're higher on the B-list than me (okay, PZ's an A-lister as far as I'm concerned) I'm expecting a few more hits than usual. Thanks to a weird sleep schedule (to bed at around 10:30 PM, up again since 3:30 AM tending to the cat, who just got fed at 6) today's visitors shouldn't be as disappointed as yesterday's. There's my weekly Liberal Coalition Top 10 (more like a Top 20) coming, plus two posts I'd planned on for yesterday (a comprehensive review of the Women Comic Artists panel at the Jewish Museum as well as a Final Fall Foliage Foto series) but postponed as I had to take care of some errands in Manhattan, including a haircut at the barber school in the East Village (I prefer never to pay more for a haircut than I would for a car wash, and preferably they should both take about the same amount of time; I was not disappointed) and then I was pretty exhausted when I got home because, even though my ankle has improved tremendously there's this muscle on the side of my right foot which I keep pulling and re-injuring through foolish activities such as walking, so I spent the rest of the day watching food shows and mentally planning our Thanksgiving menu (less than a half-dozen items left to buy now) and making French toast with the challah my boss' wife gave me yesterday (it came out great) and reading comics as our latest comp box arrived this past week and I don't want to fall too far behind again and why hasn't anyone responded yet to my party invitation with my birthday now less than two weeks away? Yes, insomnia not only engenders paranoia (I'm sure folks just want to get through the four-day Thanksgiving weekend before they make plans for the weekend after that, but I may break down and do the extra work of address gathering and sending out email invites after all) but run-on sentences. Oh well, at least it also invites blog catch-up. I enjoy digging myself out of various self-imposed holes. Speaking of which, via Terry, where would a theoretical hole you dug through the center of the earth, starting at your home base, wind up? For me, it's off the coast of Perth.
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