Fucking go, boys. I haven’t been this excited about the Jays since Bautista’s bat flip, or my childhood obsession with Tom Henke kicked into high gear.

Fuckin’ Terminator , man.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 1464 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Faded Sun: Kesrith, C.J. Cherryh (this one is a little Dune-y, but man, is she ever good at creating worlds, while maintaining great characterization, something many sci-fi writers are incapable of)
Comics: Bloodpool 3, Grifter/Badrock 1, Riptide 2, Vogue 1
Music: Why Do Birds Sing?, Violent Femmes (because the Femmes are brilliant)