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thehefnerSo many things I keep thinking about writing and I just can't do it. I finished Morrison's BATMAN R.I.P., but ugh, I dunno if I'll ever post my thoughts on it. There just seems to be no point. And there've been so many wonderful exchanges that have happened between me and Henchgirl that need to be captured and immortalized here, but ugh, I just haven't been able to pull it off.
I've been feeling really off the past couple of days. Maybe two months of Fringe performance/promotion/schmoozing, long stretches of driving, sleeping in the car, and consuming nothing but fat, sugar, and caffeine, then replacing that diet with pretty much non-stop alcohol for another week and a half, capped off by a massive party with grog... that might have something to do with it. Yeah. My body does not like me right now.
So instead of anything substantially thoughtful, have this schmutzed-up photo I recently found to show how little has changed.
The date is July, 1995. I'm twelve. Mom made me the costume out of stuff we found at the Salvation Army. Note the coin-flipping pose. The coin's somewhere out of focus, and this was but one of several takes.
I put off posting this for a whole day, because I wasn't sure if the entertainment factor quite outweighed the self-inflicted embarrassment. But hell, I still think it looks better than Tommy Lee Jones in BATMAN FOREVER.
I've been feeling really off the past couple of days. Maybe two months of Fringe performance/promotion/schmoozing, long stretches of driving, sleeping in the car, and consuming nothing but fat, sugar, and caffeine, then replacing that diet with pretty much non-stop alcohol for another week and a half, capped off by a massive party with grog... that might have something to do with it. Yeah. My body does not like me right now.
So instead of anything substantially thoughtful, have this schmutzed-up photo I recently found to show how little has changed.
The date is July, 1995. I'm twelve. Mom made me the costume out of stuff we found at the Salvation Army. Note the coin-flipping pose. The coin's somewhere out of focus, and this was but one of several takes.
I put off posting this for a whole day, because I wasn't sure if the entertainment factor quite outweighed the self-inflicted embarrassment. But hell, I still think it looks better than Tommy Lee Jones in BATMAN FOREVER.
