Gold! Sweet gold!

I stumbled over to the bathroom mirror this morning, mere seconds after I had awakened. There I am, bleary, crusty-eyed, looking twenty years older as we tend to do first thing in the morning. My hair is a greasy mop of bedhead, and my muttonchops are flattened and askew. And since it was a cold night, I'm wearing nothing but my red union suit*.

Overnight, I have transformed into an 1890's prospector, ready to sift for "GOLD! SWEET, SWEET GOLD! EE-HEE-HEE-HEE! NOW AH THINK AH'LL EAT MAH SHOE!"

*For those who don't know, a union suit is that long underwear bodysuit, the kind with the butt-flap. Which shouldn't surprise any of you to know that I have it. I feel the need to explain this because when I told someone about it before, she got a sudden visual of me lounging around my house in a full Civil War Union Soldier uniform. "Ah do declare, this heah 'Spongebob Squared-Pants' is a delight."

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And now 94.7 is playing Peter Gabriel's album So in its entireity. (thankfully narrowly edging out Bon Jovi's Slippery When Wet.)

Life is good.

Holy Bejabbers!

Big thanks to scarydavedc for pointing out that...

MONSTER-MANIA CON 2006 IS COMING!

Because George A. Romero himself is gonna be there. And you know what that means? I'm gonna try to ask his permission to use Bub for THE ADVENTURES OF BUB AND JOHNNY GO!!!

Which means I gotta get crackin' on drawing it so I can show him what I have in mind. All I need is his blessing, just so I can know I can make this guy what I've got in mind.

And he's not the only reason for me to be there. Jeffery motherfuckin' Combs (Re-Animator, The Frighteners, The Question on Justice League Unlimited). Hint hint, bimmin Plus Tony Todd, the Candyman himself! And Lance Henriksen (want me to get him to autograph your Millennium DVDs, cavenessity?)

All this, plus Howard Sherman. Yes, Bub the Zombie himself. *squeeee* Maybe I can get him to pose with me again.

Anyone wanna make a road trip of it?