buffoonery endorses this lovely little bit o’ flash, a prime slice of Czech surrealism, and I’ll second that.

Mr. Elope may amused to hear that I am experiencing the creeping feelings of entertainment paranoia that accompanied my first season of watching the X-Files as a result of paintover.net and attendant commentary.

AAAnd in other other other news, we’re maybe going to ship on time. I think. Which will be nice, ‘cuz my forearms hurt. It’s times like these when I realize a) working really cuts into my blogging time and b) working at home is so much better than working in-house and c) yet, stable revenue is certainly convenient.