While having a brief conversation with one of my few constant readers of this weblog who was threatening to never return if I didn't start posting here, we started talking about the size of my ego. Mine, I suspect, is not dissimilar to Keith Olbermann's, who once commented:
"This is the exact definition of my ego. When [Fox] had my head 40 feet high at Shea Stadium they said to me, 'We're going to give out 100,000 temporary tattoos of your face at the Super Bowl.' And I just swallowed and said, 'No. God. Don't. You're not going to, you can't possibly—what do you mean, temporary?'"
But if you're jonesing, you are reminded to come over and read my stuff over at ComicMix. Heck, you can even read the comic I'm coloring, Jon Sable Freelance.
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eclark1849 (7:39 PM on Sun Dec 9, 2007)
Yeah, but why would we do that, G?Glenn Hauman (8:22 PM on Sun Dec 9, 2007)
The fame, the glory, the power-- oh, I'm sorry, that's why I would do it.UptownGirl (9:51 PM on Sat Dec 29, 2007)
I am glad to see you posting over here again. Nice to know I still have SOME influence over you!