The 2 -bedroom was snapped up between yesterday and today. I expected as much.. the deal was really sweet. The smaller one with the balcony was nice, central air, new appliances. It’s practically in lighthouse point, though… just a little North of my old apartments in pompano, near the blimp base. I’m not going to set myself up for another 2 hour commute each way… just can’t happen. So, I’ll continue my search.

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Bro’s truck is officially out of hock, parked atop the mother’s building, so it’s pretty secure.

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Nifty… Same comic, in 30-something different perspectives / styles. I’m rather fond of “sound effects”, “exorcise in style”, and “a life”.

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I’m looking forward to this summer in There.com… lots of new developments in beta. I can only call ’em rumor, for now, but it’d be nice to see ’em. Still don’t know what happened with D… she doesn’t want to hang out with the gang lately.

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Hm, they’re rebooting the Doom Patrol… I guess Danny the Street, Rebis and Crazy Jane never existed? Will Niles Caulder Be a complete bastard? Will Josh Clay be alive again? I don’t really care either way. I never was too much of a stickler for continuity, and think that Morrison’s stuff stands on its own as groovy tales. Byrne’s art is so bland and mainform after seeing the more stylized stuff by Richard Case from the 90s… and he’s never been my fave writer, either.

Danny the street talk –

Tip-Top Eek: Beautiful Face
Bona-To-Vada: Good to see you
Bona-La: Goodbye

Ah well… maybe it’ll get them rolling again, but I fear that the Doom Patrol, the Metal Men, the legion of super-pets and all the wonderful, weirdo second-stringers will just keep bubbling to the surface every decade or so, and then sink back into comic-book soup again until the next resurrection.

Side note: I like Case’s Art Nouveau Hawkgirl, from the Art Nouveau project

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Until today, I’d never seen Starbucks abbreviated as *$. Clever. I’ll probably use that.

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Interesting Encyclopedia of Dance… the Bellydance entry is especially robust.

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Stretching a metaphor too far department- People I know represented as elements of a Mexican dinner.

Newt – enchilada sauce – Reddish-Orange, always adds flavor, always welcome somewhere on my plate. Enhances my experience, and no known ill effects.

My Beloved – sugar skulls. Beautiful, dark, funny…yet exude a sense of warmth, history and artistry all the while. A delight every time seen, bar none.

Danny – sour cream A nice addition, changes the texture and sense of being.

Mrs Danny – guacamole. Not my favorite taste, but is ubiquitous if sour cream is somewhere to be found. I can take it in small doses, but I’d prefer not to have any if it can be helped. Sour Cream and Guac seem to go together well enough, just not my thing.