I hope George gives those CDC folks a buttload of money to buy new refridgerators.

"The Tick" premieres tonight. I hope it doesn't suck wind. Pilots are usually boring anyway, but it's all going to be in the timing and the voices, and how the actors handle themselves as ridiculous superheroes. I mean, you can do a lot of stuff in a cartoon that you just can't do very well in a live-action sitcom. Like having The Tick leap from building to building, smashing the stonework of every edifice he lands on. Or baker villains who make gingerbread men that come to life and attack by the hundreds. Or a bad guy with a chair instead of a head, who carves the letters CHA on the moon. Or a man-eating cow. They'll have to be awfully creative to get it right. I wonder if the original writer, Ben Edlund is working on this at all. He was the genious who made The Tick all that it was. Anything less will probably be a poor substitute. (Post Script: Oooh! Ooooh! From the Tick website that I linked before, it looks like Edlund IS writing for the show. Whew. Sigh of relief.)

In the About Damn Time department, we're finally getting an executive editor. She was actually our first pick, but she took a different job. Apparently that job didn't work out, so since the position was still open (we've been without an EE since July) we actually got her. Whooeee! I hope I like her. I hope she doesn't notice how much I goof off at work.

I'm going to try to work on the last of the calendar pics tomorrow. They need some digital retouching, and I don't want it to look like a half-assed job. When it's ready, and the girls have looked over the images, I'm going to start taking orders.

Well, I guess you guys could start giving me orders now so I know how many to get. Send your name and address to [email protected] to secure your 2002 Rancho Lesbiano calendar now.

Time to head home. Hey. What if the president's address interrupts The Tick? Garg! don'tthinkaboutit don'tthinkaboutit don'tthinkaboutit