Oy

I am not good at updating this thing anymore.

In my defense, though, I've been a bit busy what with thanksgiving and preparing for the holidays. I haven't even fought Quizzer lately. I guess he's too busy fighting vampires or whatever.

Seriously, what is up with vampires lately? Is it that Twilight movie? Is it as bad as I've heard it is? Judy hated them with vitriollic passion but I guess Hex reads them on occasion. I haven't been able to get a straight answer whether it's ironic or not. So I'm assuming it's guilty pleasure territory.

Thanksgiving was me and Hex watching superheroes trying to stop that alien metal from consuming New Vineyard. Does it seem wrong to anyone else that China gets ravaged for years by the techno plague and no one finds a cure, but it hits and American city for like two weeks and all of a sudden there's a cure?

The holidays currently promise to be the twins, P.A.I.N., Jack and his boyfriend, Mechanor, and possibly Lock and Load again. Probably because those two can't resist a chance to freeload. Captain Visigoth is still MIA. Which is probably for his own benefit given what his (ex?) wife is going to do to him when she finds him.

I smile when I think of that mental image. Though to be honest Dina Might deserves the same.

Of Course.

This is just my life.

This is how my life goes.

I spend all new years eve fighting with my nemesis against a crazy man made of nuclear fire rather than drinking and hanging out with my friends because I'm too much of a softy to let Nuke rampage around town when I know he's looking for me.

Then I come home at five in the morning and find the place trashed, Captain Visigoth gone, and Dina sobbing heavily while Judy comforts her. I tried to ask what was wrong, and Dina punched me.

Apparently, my old friend Captain Visigoth knocked her up. She told him this after the ball dropped and he took it poorly. As in, he ran as fast as he could away from her.

And Judy and Dina are such good friends so of course Judy would come to me and tell me--not ask me--that Dina's going to be staying with us until she gets back on her feet. Because "this is a hard time and I know you'll be understanding about this Silas. Won't you?"

God I'm whipped.

Darnit

I had a night of drinking and hanging out planned. Everyone's been on such good behavior and most of them are leaving tomorrow so I thought, hey, new years party.

And then Nuke had to go ahead and ruin it by attacking New Vineyard. And apparently Quizzer "needs" my help.

Ug. I hope I can get this over with before the drinking was scheduled to commence. Why can't this guy just bother someone else?

Oh, right, He's flippin' crazy.

More later.

Finally, Some Peace

Or, at least, until Lock, Load, Dina, Judy, and Eliza get back from the beer run. I swear at least one of them is probably not coming back alive.

Which leaves me and the guys and Mechanor. I never thought that C.J. and Captain Visigoth would be the peaceful, less rambunctious group.

Though Captain Visigoth is mostly being quiet because Jack and his boyfriend make him a bit uncomfortable. Which I think is kinda hilarious. I'm a little worried about Jack's boyfriend, though. I mean, yeah, Jack's a badass assassin/burglar, but Ricky's a bank teller (go on, guess how they met). I'm afraid Dina Might might forget and do something violent and fatal. Or maybe "forget" is the better term. Not to mention Eliza, though she's been on pretty good behavior lately. I think maybe the Angel is more in charge than she is right now.

Not sure how to feel about that. I mean, yeah, she's less murderous, but, it's still my little sister.

God, is C.J. throwing up again? What the fuck is he drinking, listerine?

Anyway, Captain Visigoth is calling me out on typing on the laptop rather than socializing, so I'd better go before he introduces his warhammer to my computer. Another damage report later.

This Is What I Have to Deal With

Load - "Hey, slutbag, that's my cream cheese."

Lock - "The fuck it is. I took it out for my bagel. It's mine."

Load - "Fuck you! You had your bagel like a fucking hour ago! It's my turn to use the goddamn cream cheese!"

Lock - "Oh, yeah, sorry, my mistake." *opens the cream cheese tub and licks a swath of it out"

Load - "That's...you're fucking disgusting, you know that?"

Lock - "Guess it's mine now, bitch."

Insert violence.

Seriously, they're like this all the time. Not to mention, remember, that this is my house and my cream cheese they're violating. Unless it was the fat free stuff, I don't remember. In that case it's Judy's, which means I'm going to have to keep her from suiting up and attempting to pummel Lock and Load...again.

Oh well, gonna go force C.J. to take a shower. More if I survive this madness.

It's A Madhouse!

Okay.

I haven't been posting, but this time I have a good reason.

You seem I was right, C.J. did show up.

But that's not all.

My "good friend" Captain Visigoth sent out a bunch of invitations for a big Christmas get-together. Which is cool. The uncool part? He kinda set it for my place without asking or telling anyone that he didn't have my permission.

So, as we speak, my brother, my sister, Lock, Load, Mechanor, Jack Knife and his boyfriend, Captain Visigoth, Dina Might, Fallout, in addition to Judy and I, are all crashing in my lair for god knows how long. I've had to take care of them and get groceries and prevent Lock and Load from goading Judy into a fight and stop Eliza from killing everyone and I haven't really had the time to sit down in between all that making Christmas Dinner, the fact that Mechanor brought the fruitcake nonwithstanding.

It was some seriously excellent fruitcake, by the by. I'm not normally a fruitcake kinda guy, but that was some nice stuff.

God, it sounds like C.J.'s gotten into the wine again. I'd better go be bad cop and cut him off before I have to hold his hair back while he pukes and keep Eliza from hatcheting him while his back is turned. More on this wondrous holiday season later.

Ah The Holidays

Nothing like sitting back with a cup of eggnog, your girl by your side, and watching your brother make national news.

In case you missed it, apparently my brother C.J., aka Conner Ferrian Jr., aka Overdose, is working for Snake Eyes now. Which means he was part of that big brawl between Snake Eyes and the Arsenal over the weekend.

Really, C.J.'s lucky to be alive. Very, very lucky. How is the Arsenal still considered a super hero? He causes more indiscriminate destruction than I do.

Well, I guess they can't really catch him and hold him anywhere yet. Heck, they can't even hold Nuke for more than a few days, it seems.

I'm less lucky, because I'm pretty sure he's going to head here to lay low for a few days. How am I sure? Because I know him. He'll be here for a couple weeks eating my food and getting high on my couch and then leave without a thank you. Like he always does.

Oh well. At least I got to see the Arsenal punch him through a few buildings. I recorded that. And I've watched it about fifty times in the past hour and laughed maniacally the whole time.