So, yesterday, I was sitting in Chinatown minding my own damn business when a pigeon decides it wants a piece of my food. It hops up on my table and I shoo it away, it does this again and I shoo it away. And by shoo I mean yell at it. There are swarms of pigeons near me, and as i'm kicking my legs out at them so they dont crowd me, this pigeon hops on my table again and walks towards my food, I take a swing at it and...connect full force and send it flying 5 feet. I'm sitting there stunned. I just punched a pigeon. I have never before in my life connected with a swing on a bird, they fly away as I expect them to. But this one thought he was on equal footing with me, thought I wouldn't actually swing at his dirty, feathery side. taught him different. So, I texted a bunch of people. I had to tell someone instantly. I mean, I punched a bird before it flew away. I'm still surprised by that.
Also, i saw KISS in concert. 10th row, dead center. Amazing show, absolutely amazing. I need to see them again because they didn't play all of my fave songs (but, apparently, they never play And on the 8th Day live....son of a bitch) but they played the majority of my fave songs. My voice is still harshed from "singing" along.
My tattoo has healed up nicely and I notice that i need some touchups to even out the red (red ink and blood mix so it isnt uncommon for red areas to be uneven or mottled etc. at first).
I have an awesome girlfriend who thinks I'm a good writer and my good buddy

has been pushing himself artistically again so you should check him out. Also don't forget that

is an ace painter with great comic book appeal, keep an eye on him. And

has been getting some nice art out recently too, his Looney man pic has been getting a good deal of attention from his watchers. Yes, yes, yes, I am entirely pimping my friends right now.
Hrm, that's all.