Sunday, September 18th

Ah, real rest and relaxation for the first time in almost a month. It was almost like old times. A few friends came over and we spent the day watching football. My mother made a huge pot of Gumbo and it's the best food I've had since August of '02, when, driving back to New Orleans from working the San Diego comic con, a rental truck I was driving blew a front tire and almost went over a cliff in Texas, giving me back injuries. After the accident I had a hamburger steak, and after coming fifty yards from flying into treetops in a truck full of comic books it was the best dinner I'd ever had. The gumbo comes close.