Not what I promised

Well, I didn't get internet back yet, kind of. I have this wireless 3G card that is metered, but I couldn't wait anymore to update, so here I am! I managed to get some good comics done over the last couple of days in between doing restaurant stuff. That's coming along nicely, albeit stressfully-ish.

Also I made a couple new bean sprouter prototypes that are working like magic. Mnnn, bean sprouts. Still producing less than I care to eat... for now.

I saw the Hitman movie today on HBO. While it certainly appealed to my action film strings, it's nothing like how I had hoped it would be when I first heard of it. I was hoping to almost never actually see him in the movie. Just see glimpses of him from the viewpoint of an investigation, and then at the end, maybe have the investigator see him from the back as he's leaving a scene.

They really ought to have cast David Bateson as 47, if not Jason Statham.

There was some nudity though (Olga Kurylenko, who was in James Bond: Quantum of Solace), so all was not lost. I am male after all.

Personal things... and Uwe Boll should be harmed

I had a CT scan today. I've had headaches for years now... unexplained headaches. So far so good though, the technician thought it looked normal, but I dont get the radiologists' report till tomorrow.

I've also been trying to grow bean sprouts... without following what the hippies say online. I believe them and all, but I just have an aversion to hippie techniques. Not that I dont like them. Ahem. Anywayz, it's going OK, the BeanSprouts 2.0 (bs2.0) project is going a lot better than 1.0-1.3. We shall see soon.

In any case, I shall for now, continue to blame my headaches, bean sprout problems, and aversion to hippies on Uwe Boll. I'm not sure I want to go into how it's all connected, but I'm sure you can think it through.

And besides, in any case, Uwe Boll is just awful. I keep trying to make a comic about him, but it always end with ninjas kicking him in the balls. Or something about Uwe Balls. Gosh he's awful at life.