Tuesday, January 10, 2012

The Boy Who Cried Ding!

It's not hard to understand why my better half wouldn't necessarily love everything that I get into.  Around the manor, there are a lot of conversations about new shows or what's happening in comics or how I'm doing in my gaming.

Not all of these conversations have two willing participants in them.

The fact that the Lady of the Estate even knows half of the things I'm geeking out on at any given moment is a true testament to her ability to listen and care for other people.  If I were a more cynical person, I would rationalize this away as my helping her be a better listener by constantly bombarding her ear canals with nerd noise. Luckily, my tenuous grip on reality allows brief moments of clarity wherein I can make it known how much I appreciate her indulging the qualities that drive me to do things like create a blog or catalog all of my comic books.

We'll keep this short, and hopefully sweet.  The world's still here, so those Mayans are wrong so far and we can't ignore our alarm clocks yet.

Punch it, Chewie!

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