Do you ever just wonder...
What the hell is going on?
I don't know, I keep writing these imaginary posts in my head, from the sacrilgious to the outrageous to the sublime, and of course after a day of typing for 8 hours or so, there's no way I'm putting anything else down on the keyboard.
I don't really have much to say, but it really has been so long. And it seems to me that there's so much I have left to tell you. So, you know how, like, I'm always talking about my truest form of worship and how he goes by the name of Neil Gaiman?
Yeah.

In case you can't tell by this picture, which I think makes everything very clear, I got to meet him. Stood about 18 inches away from him, in fact. Sadly, we got there really late (Bell Canada's fault, but too long a story) And so I didn't get my question in (Why are you thanked in the credits of Dogma? -- Which I didn't only fail to ask him, but Kevin Smith, twice.) And it was 1 am by the time our tickets allowed us up close and personal, so neither of us were terribly personable (Although he was trying very hard not to fall asleep and remained sweet even when Cos asked him to sign his copy of Halfblood Prince, for some unfathomable reason). And that was in October, Thanksgiving weekend, to be exact.
And BJ and Buddy finally made it to Toronto. Tell me this isn't a good representation:

Anyway, they brought their sweet selves here back in February, and when in Rome...

That's all right, the Neil Gaiman picture reminded me of something, so this will be a double post. Well, one point five, as the next one will be (almost) just pictorial. Yay!!
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