Clearly I've lost my mind, because since the turn of the year I've let pretty much every domain I own, with the exception of Tederick, elapse. I had this rigid, razor-sharp system to manage my domains that I adhered to with near-subconscious fidelity for over seven years, and then for no discernible reason whatsoever I just stopped doing it. Bugger McFuck! So now I'm in the process of recovering some of the more important ones like the subculture domains and surviv.org, and there are others that have pretty much slipped away. I feel like a gorramned moron. "I am a leaf on the wind." Fah!! What happened to my brain?

Mamo #81: Jack Valenti is Dead. Wherein we talk at length about competing high-definition digital formats, and I come to a canny realization: I will buy a high-def player, the next time I upgrade to a larger TV, which would probably happen if/when I move out of 3QF. And I would do it, surprisingly enough, for exactly one title: Dead Man's Chest. When the fuck did that film that I was actually disappointed with last summer become the tipping point for my entire DVD collection? Zwuh-buh.

So because I have a pretty busy summer coming up (vacation's booked, July 3-6 and September 6-18, and in betwixt I shall be roughly fuckterpated for time altogether), I actually started a pull list at the Snail. Me! It's like I'm taking this thing professional all of a sudden. Like, today for example, my three favourite titles are all coming out at once... and I can just sit back and relax. Don't have to go running. (Probably will go running anyway, but the point is that I don't have to.) This is progress. Meantime I am enjoying the sweet living fuck out of Ultimate Spider-Man. The Peter/MJ relationship in that thing? The actual cutest thing ever. Makes Miss Kitty Fantastico look like dog poo!