Rather than actually posting anything substantive here, I'm just going to not...do...that. I'm in between writing projects, rewriting projects to be exact. It's Sunday night. Oh my!

So, on with the show.

Oh no! That's just...why?!?! Quatto is the Reagan/Thatcher head. Is it just me, or does anyone else think a sitcom starring Douglas Quaid and Quatto sharing a one bedroom apartment in New York seem like GENIUS...writ large on a big billboard in awesometown?!?! I know. I'm tuning in already, in my head...and my heart of hearts; it's already in it's seventh season.

Remember that episode where Quatto and Quaid go on a double date? Quatto wants Quaid's date and vice versa. Hi-Jinks ensue. Minds are opened. Smooothh like silk... that voice!

This all has something vaguely to do with Gustav Hayes, y'know, somewhere in there it's influenced the direction of the comic. Hasn't everything though?!?! It's a big soup, that book.

Next time: I'm going to somehow equate a scene in Missing In Action 2, wherein Norris gets his face put in a bag with a rabid angry rat....and the rat loses! yeah, I'll make a correlation between that and reading a COMPANY WIDE CROSSOVER event from one of the big two. Who's the rat?! Who's Chuck Norris?!!? Who's the bag?!?! No matter the metaphor...we all lose.