I am mentally at loose ends today.

I have fun stuff I really want to talk about that I can’t. I have a ton of writing to do over the next five days. You know the drill.

So yeah, that’s how I’ll be spending my Thanksgiving: At home, alone, catching up on deadlines. Which is how I like it. I enjoy a few days to dedicate to nothing but this sort of thing, so rest assured I’m having a good time.

I have a book to review, a lot of stuff to write and some other projects to try and firm up. It’s hectic. Just the way I prefer it.

S’anyway, that’s about it. Meanwhile, I am in the last stages of gearing up for the weekend (a bit of shopping to do) and then I settle in for a few days. So in the meantime I am scatterbrained and sleepy.

Hmmm? Yes, oh hello. No, I’m sorry but APK’s brain can not be reached right now. Perhaps you would like to speak to Batman? Mmmm, yes that could be arranged, sir. Ahhh yes, I do understand, thank you very much, sir. Yes, I’ll fetch him, do hold.

Yes? You want to what? While I what? Excuse me, mister, but I think you have the wrong… yes I am wearing grey tights with a big bat on the chest. Yes, I do understand how that could make you think you have the right person, but I don’t think you… Yes the boy is next to me. What? No! No you can not! ALFRED! Take this call!

Very good sir. Yes, I understand. No, sir, you wish to lick them slowly, yes I do grasp your desires quite well, thank you. There is no need to be quite so articulate. Oh my, sir, that is hardly appropriate. Good-bye!

Damn them. Koota has needs! Young, spandex clad, short-pants wearing needs. Damn them to hell. Koota shall have his revenge upon this “Batman”.