Wednesday night after drinking three cups of coffee at work I had a vision. I happen to have visions all the time, and some times my visions become delusional, but not this time. I'm kind of like that dude on Heroes that has to shoot dope in order for his powers to work. Currently, I only need coffee to induce my power. I spend about 500 dollars a year on coffee at work, isn't that ridiculous? Just think, If I stopped drinking coffee at work I would have an extra 500 dollars in the bank at the end of the year, but no visions. The visions are definitely worth 500 bucks a year. Plus, I read somewhere online that most Americans get there antioxidents from coffee. So basically I'm spending 500 bucks a year on my mental and physical well being. That's a good investment, right? My new motto: Fuck vitamins, I drink coffee.
Anyway, when I got home from work on Wednesday morning I started starring at my template, so I could turn my vision in to a reality. About five minutes later, I knew the only answer was to pull a Birdman, and ask Ms. Tuesday for help. So I sent Tuesday an e-mail begging her on my knees as I typed, asking her if she could modify my home page per my vision. She said yes and was very gracious about my request. It's not like Tuesday has a husband or a full time job, and a new house to put together. Nope, she just sits at home and waits for me and the Birdman to ask her for help with our blogs. I thought it was going to take her at least a couple of days to get around to doing it, but when I got home from Thanksgiving last night, everything that I asked for was finished. I almost wet myself, I was so excited. Thank you Ms. Tuesday, but like the song goes, "We've only just begun".
I'm very excited about the direction in which my vision is heading. I'm particularly fond of the Secret Origins thing. I spent a couple of hours trying to edit those posts, because when I first started this blog all those months ago, my writing was extremely rough. Now it's only semi-rough. It has a grit rating of 3 for all of you who are familiar with sandpaper.
All Star Squadron is my favorite comic book of all time, and the cover of issue number 1 is amazing. I think this comic is worth a buck fifty in mint condition. All Star Squadron takes place during World War 2. I think you will find this link very informative and fascinating.
One last thing, It would really be in your best interest to read the title of this post in a British accent, or is it Australian? I forget.