I’ve had a tense couple of days. And I’ve got to tell you, burning someone’s face off sounds like a great way to relax.

A technicality I'm prepared to hide wildly behind.

Sleep is God. Go worship.

Oh, I forgot to mention it: My brother is the kind of man whom women stalk. In cooperative packs.

Hello Angel,'Michael rumbled, and leaned over to give the woman a kiss on the cheek. She accepted it with all the loving tolerance of a Komodo dragon. 'Don't you hello angel me. Do you know what I had to go through to find a baby-sitter, get all the way out here, get the money together and then get the sword back for you?

I'm dealing with a lot of scary things. I think you have to react to them. And you either laugh at them or you go insane.

Because even if they are doing something immoral, I'd be an idiot to start criticizing them for it if I wasn't perfect myself. Smoking is self-destructive. Drinking is self-destructive. Losing your temper and yelling at people is wrong. Lying is wrong. Cheating is wrong. Stealing is wrong. But people do that stuff all the time. Soon as I figure out how to be a perfect human being, then I'm qualified to go lecture other people about how they live their lives.