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I was flipping through channels last night and caught on this show titled 3AM, some kind of movie channel reality TV show. I'm not sure about the rest of the show, but this particular episode seemed to focus on a few night life scenes in New York City.
All I could think was "What a bunch of sad, lonely, loser freaks."
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Got a lot of comic books bagged and boarded and put away in my comic cubes yesterday. All my Sandman comics, Lucifer comics, an Orion run done by the great Walt Simonson, Cosmic Odyssey, Crisis on Infinite Earths (with an issue #1 autographed by Marv Wolfman), and Kingdom Come (with all four issues autographed by Mark Waid).
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I've been keeping an eye on the next minis set. I probably won't do a case like I did he last set. There are several minis in the new set I like so far, but not all of them.
Ghouls - sorry, I've got plenty already.
City watch types? Again, I've got plenty.
The Frost Giant Ice Mage is sweet, though. So is the Orc riding a dire wolf. Wagon, cart, draft horse, riding dog - aw hells yeah.
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Took the kids to see the Ringling Brothers Circus. This has been the boy's third time. He loved it. It was baby girl's first time. She was crazy - clapping, dancing, gibber-jabbering!
Even I enjoyed the hell out of it. There are some pictures and at least one video (which I refer to as Symphony of Physics).
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In doing this, I was reminded that I stopped collecting Sandman at issue 51, for some insane reason. So my collection is incomplete. This must be rectified. And it must be rectified by first printings, if possible.
And.....I have partially rectified this situation. Had to make a quick run to the comic book store. Decided to buy the 15 issues they had that were not already in my possession.
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He looked down into her blue eyes, and said
"Say a prayer for me". She
Threw her arms around him, whispered
"God will keep us free".
They could hear the riders comin', He said
"This is my last fight...If they
Take me back to Texas, they won't
Take me back a-live.
There were seven Spanish angels, at the
Altar of the sun.
They were prayin' for the lovers, in the
Valley of the gun.
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared,
There was thunder from the throne,
And seven spanish angels, took a-nother
Angel home.
She reached down and picked the gun up,
That lay smokin in his hand.
She said, "Father please forgive me;
I can't make it without my man."
And she knew the gun was empty,
And she knew she couldn't win,
But her final prayer was answered
When the rifles fired again.
There were seven Spanish angels, at the
Altar of the sun.
They were prayin' for the lovers, in the
Valley of the gun.
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared,
There was thunder from the throne,
And seven spanish angels, took a-nother
Angel home.