View From the Bushes

Sometime tomorrow we'll be publishing our latest and longest adventure, The Love of Art: Drawn to Gehenna written in by my good buddies, Brannon "Ashy" Hollingsworth and Jesse "Cleavthorn" Mohn over at Enkwell Press. The adventure is in fact co-branded by Enkwell and has the distinction of being their very first product. We're very pleased to be able to give them a good start in a business which will likely destroy their sanity, health, and relationships while leaving them with nothing more than a gaping void where their heart used to be and a garage full of D20 books.

I'll save a more complete teaser of the adventure until tomorrow, for now I just wanted to start stoking the fires a little bit. On a completely seperate topic I mentioned in a previous entry that I was lusting after the new mini coopers. Well I decided to get on the web and see who much a used mini was going for. I expected it to be close to the price of a brand new one since this is only their second model year and the demand is still pretty hot. What I did not expect was for them to be thousands of dollars more than a new one.

It's almost one of the ten commandments that cars depreciate, comic books appreciate, and because of this it's more financially sound to buy the latter rather than the former. But that nevertheless despite this excellent proof of maturity. Girls will without fail choose the guy with the nice car over the guy with the nice comic book collection everytime. Which is itself a reasonable summary of my high school experience. A reasonable summary of junior high can not be included because it is way too profane.