Best laid plans, my friends. My intention to post a few more follow-up things today (mostly small articles I've been scribbling on for a while) has gone by the wayside, the fault of sleep deprivation and Monitor Eyeball. Ah, well. That's what the weekend is for. And partying. Issue-finished partying. Like it's 1999.

And stuff blowing up. Bad Boys 2, anyone? (Aaron Downs, where are you when I need you?)