Do You Know What The Cave Of Cool Needs?

I need cool swag to review. Things like comics or toys or toys and the like. How does one get to do stuff like that? How does one get to get themselves invited as a press representative to comic book conventions because they have a cool blog?

There are two coming up in May in Calgary (a short hour and a bit from my home town) and dammit I should be there with my best fedora on with that PRESS card stuck in the brim. I want all the free swag that comes with such a post.

I need to expand my profile. Make those connections that will enrich the world when they see my 'Adventures From The Cave Of Cool' cartoon hit the airwaves.


Or how about my award winning podcasts (which I have all the technology to make but am not sure how to go about that exactly so that demand for them grows faster that ridicule over them).

Being hobbled by my broken or goutish toe is really making my mind go to those kinds of places tonight.

Also the cat is freaking me out by refusing to be more than two feet from me all day. I must be dying. That is what cats do in nursing homes when they think people are about to expire. He would HAVE to be one of those cats that can hear the 'rattle' just to spite me.


He is also mad at me because I scolded him for CHEWING THROUGH MY DIGITAL CAMERA WIRE and my mother's cellphone charger wire. He has never done things like that. I know I have only ever showed him in his most gorgeous and positive light and she didn't ever call the cops on him despite threatening it a few times. Now I have another thing to worry about. I hoped that he would get a small zap to keep him from doing it again but no such luck.