Whenever Hefner's not online, all the other bloggers should be asking "Where's Hefner?"

Once again, I return from Tuscaloosa, sadly minus a Henchgirl and with a week's worth of internet to catch up on. We'll be reunited just before Valentine's Day, after which we'll hit the road to Fresno, CA, for the Rogue Theatre Festival, my first HEFNER MONOLOGUES performance of 2010.

Until then, I have much to do, including working on my 45-minute reedit of the MONOLOGUES, writing THE ROAD TO NOWHERE, working on my epic revisions for the Harvey Dent novel,* and trying not to get too distracted playing SUPER MARIO BROTHERS WII (god damn you, Ridgaway). All of this, I hope to work upon at the house in Rehoboth Beach over the next week.

And until then, I mean to catch up on LiveJournaling, as I feel like I've neglected you, my lovely peons. I've spent entirely too much time having an actual life with a girlfriend in the real world, and the internet has suffered. Well, fret no more: I'm alone once again, and ready to return to smelly unshaven hermitdom. Rejoice! Oh god, so lonely...

But until ANY of that... this smelly, unshaven boy needs sleep. So I shall leave you with an image of something that made me squeal like a little girl in the middle of a Tennessee Wal-Mart, between our toy-aisle lightsaber duels:





He. Is. ADORABLE. Never before has homicidal sociopathic angst ever looked so happy.




*It's amazing what being in a real relationship can do for giving new insight and life to writing a couple like Harvey and Gilda. Honestly, the way this book is now shaping up, I feel like it almost could actually be called HARVEY AND GILDA.

Two-Face Tuesday! Short story double feature: Harvey and Jimbo, and Two-Face vs a werewolf! ... wha?

Last week's post on Harvey's sides(s) in NIGHTWING: THE GREAT LEAP provoked some absolutely awesome discussion over at scans_daily (as well as on this very LJ), which was so great to see after all the work I put into that'un. I realize that most of these posts are catering to a specific niche, and will usually just get a handful of comments.

But hey, I love the character. And besides, when it comes to being the best damn comics-discussion community in the world... well, what can I say? I believe in scans_daily (and, of course, all you fine minions--is that better, lillbet--here on my flist).

That said, this week's entry is gonna be much lazier. No essays or opinion pieces, just a two-fisted double-feature of Harvey-centric short stories, both of which s_d old-timers will remember from the original community. In the first one, Harvey and his old buddy Commissioner "Jimbo" Gordon briefly reunite to track down none other than "Boss" Moroni himself (still alive in this story, natch).





In the second, Harvey fights a werewolf in Arkham. Because sure, why the hell not?





( Unusual Two-Face pairings behind the cut! )

Finally, it seems only fitting to end this post with a preview of my upcoming entry on having finally seen Richard O'Brien's SHOCK TREATMENT, which I watched with Henchgirl. I find it hilarious to note that when this song happened, Henchgirl asked, "Do you know who this reminds me of?" And here I thought it was just me, the obsessed fanboy imposing his own fannishness into something that's not really there.

Why no, I didn't listen to this song (along with the rest of the SHOCK TREATMENT) soundtrack obsessively over my thirteen-hour drive back from Tuscaloosa. And I certainly didn't celebrate my memorization of "Duet Duel" by singing it as both Harvey and Two-Face. Heavens, no. *cough*