The Bronze Mist has been re-registered and is prowling the streets once again; she set off this afternoon with the proud strains of Bruce Broughton's Silverado (I cued up "Riding as One").¹ I have set up an appointment to have the emissions tested on Tuesday. Hopefully there won't be too many problems with the car... the impact had made me nervous, but she seems to be handling just fine. And she's got a full tank of gas that cost me significantly less than what it would now.
Don't %$&@ with the Big Bad Wolf.
I just finished the eighth volume of Fables, a series that suitboyskin has introduced me to. I really enjoyed them; it really had a strong start and built well on it. The array of characters is really interesting; I like how smart many of them are (Frau Totenkinder, firmly establishes herself as a formidable presence not because of her powers - which are admittedly impressive - but because of the ingenious methods with which she employs them). The next volume, Sons of Empire, is apparently due out June 13, so I have to wait until then to find out what happens, but it seems that they're pretty good at putting together each volume so that it is just satisfying enough on its own. In the meantime, maybe I'll give 1001 Nights of Snowfall and Jack of Fables a whirl...
¹ There is no reason for you to point out that Silverado may not allow for prowling in the catholic sense of the term. You'd be perfectly right and you can enjoy knowing that fact. Now go away. I'm tired and I want to go to bed.