Until The Stars Turn Cold...

Yeah, I called my female Charmeleon Daenerys. I mean, why would you not?

Dug this out for a nostalgia trip. About to burn Erika’s gym to the ground with my Charmeleon.

Just started reading Grant Morrison’s run on Batman. I think this panel sums up what I like about it very nicely.

Rainbows and blossom.

If it’s three in the morning, there’s a good chance this is what I’ll be doing.

EXCITMENT (at Leicester Square)

I just couldn’t resist the wordplay.

I don’t know what it says about me that I find this sort of destruction fascinating.

OK, so I guess it’s snowing now. In April.

And Laura painted some pretty eggs.