Unwanted Commentary

I really hope I don't die from the Bird Flu. I think that would be giving insult to injury to die from the same thing that killed a chicken. Opossums kill chickens though, and let me tell you what; you do NOT want to fuck with an Opossum. Anyway... the job has been keeping me occupied for most of the week and I guess I can't complain, too loudly, that I'm forced to earn my wages from the State of Texas one week out of the year.

I completed the final season of Angel. A journey that began a year and a half ago with that first Buffy DVD finally ended earlier in the week. It has to be said, I have to put it out there, but the finale of Angel is far, FAR better than that of Buffy. I loved the way it ended without the clichéd final big battle. I like to think that the team realized we've been through that enough by now to know the drill and it also drove home the point that "it" doesn't stop, irregardless of what happens to the heroes the struggle will go on. I highly recommend Angel, the whole series is top notch and the end game really makes me feel like I didn't waste my time watching the whole thing.

Most likely I will be at Wizard World for at least some portion of this weekend. There is a very good chance that I will have my very own "press pass" and for that I'm quite excited. Not just because I would be saving those twenty clams, but also because I had to forge documents in order to get it. It's satisfying when crime does pay, especially in your favor. Yep, I'm a wild man. I've forged documents to get into the nerd prom.

PSA: I think it's obvious by now, but I'll say it anyway. Bourbon and blogging rarely behoove one another.