Goblins

I've been following the webcomic Goblins for about six years now, and loving it. In the "Maze of Many" plotline, the developing attraction between Minmax and Kin has been a delight.

Has been.

The update two weeks ago was heartbreaking. (Ruby, you monster!)

The last update, five days ago, was horrifying. (... Was Ruby right?)

Today's update will be late. I'm fannishly terrified at what Thunt (the artist/writer) is going to do next.

Sunday Music: Flood, They Might Be Giants

Album Title: Flood

Why I Bought It: People kept saying "Istanbul, not Constantinople" to me, and muttering about prosthetic foreheads and birdhouses.

I don't really know what to say about this album. Much of it is just silly ("Istanbul (not Constantinople)", "We Want a Rock" (source of the foreheads line)). Some of it is fun ("Whistling in the Dark", "Birdhouse in Your Soul"). Some of it is mystifying ("Particle Man", "Dead"). Some of it tries to be more ("Your Racist Friend"). A lot of it just doesn't stick in my memory ("Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love").

I guess I'm glad I bought it. I'm just not sure why.