Take me anywhere twice

Once to apologise profusely.
I really put my foot in it yesterday, albeit in a kind of amusing way. One of my flatmates had a friend over, and somehow the conversation turned to comics. The guest, apparently, is a comic artist and I made some blisteringly throwaway remark about the awful cartoons in the critic, thinking of the efforts I have seen from a few years back. Before I had finished saying it I thought - oh no, that was stupid, Dunedin is a small place, where would you be published - and sure enough the guest draws cartoons for the critic. I can only be thankful that whatever evil being prompted me to start with that can of worms didn't make me go too far into it.

But I stand by my statement - the old cartoons in the critic were bloody terrible.

So I am currently in the process of rationalising my lapse in manners. I've only got one piece of leverage; said guest, a couple of days ago lavishly slagged of Melissa Joan Hart for having a bung eye. That's my defect dammit, and I take offence for the clan! So consider us even.

And possibly sew my mouth shut, no good ever comes of me talking.