Anger is a gift

... or at least it used to be. Since I've passed the age Mendoza line it is more an unfortunate consequence of a lack of sleep combined with stress. I hear patience was a virtue at one point also. (that last line was a little inside)

The artist known as Kevin Mellon blogged about his unfortunate shift from twenty something to old. Welcome to my demographic sir. In his post he added a little RATM and it kind of sparked me to run through the high points of their catalog. Much as I love it, I'm just not that angry anymore. Color me fat and happy. Well, mostly fat.

On to less sardonic commentary on the bright spots in life.

I just finished the first Age of Bronze Trade by Eric Shanower. It was a good read and if you have any interest in Greek mythology it would probably hold your interest.

The first issue of Incognito by Ed Brubaker was fantastic. It feels a lot like Sleeper and Criminal. If you have missed either of series go get the trades, please.

I'm up to 11.23 Miles on the elliptical. HUUURRRAAAAAYYYYY FOR MMMMMEEEEEE!

Something for your consideration. Barring any unforeseen issues I hope some of you will wish Trina and I well on September 9th as we do our part for Americas wedding industry and spend our way out of this recession by getting hitched. Marriage tax here we come. More on this as things develop.

And let me close by reminding you we are all one ill timed flying knee away from close inspection of the canvass, so keep that chin tucked in, keep one foot on the ground and stick to the game plan.

P.S. Obligatory Augie Pics

Anger is a gift