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This morning, I taught myself the Kryptonian alphabet so that I could translate the Kryptonese portions of Superman Batman 8. If you like comics, I urge you to check that one out. I love Michael Turner's art, and the Supergirl appearance was well done.

Then, I had lunch with MisterSatan at Philladelphia Fevre, where he was soundly defeated by a pizza cheesesteak and cheesy fries.

Now I'm listening to Death in Vegas' "Hands Around My Throat" and trying to get some work done. Later: dinner, Dawn of the Dead, and probably drinking with the SGSeattle people.

Not a bad life.