Tuesday, 6-18-05.  11:58 P.M.

Times are boring.  Boring boring boring.  Yeeep.  Megan is outta town.  She's in Arkansas.  Everybody I've told that has asked me "What is there to do in Arkansas?!"  Why should I know?  I've never been there.  Ask Megan.  She's been gone a while, too.  I mean, a few days is alright, but she's been gone for like half a year.  Enough is enough.

Uhmm... By the way, I tend to exaggerate.

Drastically.

She's been gone for a week, not 6 months.  But I miss her none the less!  Sheez, I'm SO BORED!!!  I'm outta here.  Can't think of anything else to type.

Friday, 5/27/05.  4:10 P.M.

Yeah, so I got tired of having the oriental style background here, and reverted it back to this one, the one I had originally.  Time for my random reviews.  First, the movies:

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy:  Excellent.  Best Sci-Fi comedy since Space Balls, perhaps better.  Tough call.  I'm reading the books, as well.  I'm halfway through Life, the Universe, and Everything, the third of five books - which means I'm halfway through the entire 'trilogy in five parts'.  I didn't decide to call it a trilogy, they did.

Star Wars Episode III:  It's Star Wars, and you don't have to listen to Jar Jar Binks, thus I love it.  I need not say more.

And, on to the games:

Lego Star Wars:  Ownage.  With the exception of the KOTOR's, it's the best dang Star Wars game I've ever played.  Playing as a Lego Darth Vader or General Grievous or Mace Windu and beating the tar out of Jar Jar Binks is just wonderful.  I hate that Gungan.

Spy Vs. Spy:  Good game, with some flaws.  For instance, the multiplayer is only good if everyone is about equally skilled.  Otherwise it is terribly boring, as one person will quite simply dominate.  This game's multiplayer is more about knowing the environment than anything else, and that makes it somewhat unbalanced.  Other than that, it's quite fun!  Black Spy > White Spy!

Yeah, that's about it, then.  I'll review more crap-ola when I feel like it.  Bite me.  In fact, I don't know why I reviewed these.  Go somewhere else to read a much better review than mine.  I just pointlessly put down my pointless opinion, which is pointless because I'm such a pointlessly opinionated person pointlessly voicing my pointless opinion.  Point taken?

Wednesday, 04/27/05.  8:08 P.M. 

Hey.  Last night was interesting, to say the least.  Megan and I went to a rock concert - Three Doors Down, as well as Breaking Benjamin and Silvertide!  It was AWESOME.  Loud music.  Wicked light effects.  Sweeeet pyros.  Explosions!  Wee.  It was so much fun.  I loved every minute of it, and I could tell Megan did too.  It was the first concert I'd ever been to.  It would have been one of the most AWESOME nights ever. 

Notice I said 'would have been'. 

Yeah, that means something bad happened.  Ready for it? 

On the way home, we had a wreck.  The car skidded on some gravel (curse you, gravel!), and Megan lost control of her car.  We swerved to the left side of the road, and right as it seemed Megan was going to be able to gain some control - nope!  More gravel.  Goodbye, any chance of NOT wrecking.  I remember the last thing I saw was the ditch, looming in front of us as we unstoppably headed towards the evil thing.  After that, it was really a blur.  Megan says the same thing.  We honestly don't know exactly what happened or HOW it happened after that.  From what we can tell by the tracks and the trees and what-not, we hit one tree, which managed to basically toss us into ANOTHER tree.  I don't know how many of you have had experiences hitting trees, but from all the battles I know of, the tree generally beats the car.  And this second tree, the fiend that it was, felt the need to beat right on the passenger side door - right where I was sitting.  Next thing I knew, I was sharing shotgun seat with a door.  Oh, and the window?  It shattered.  We were covered with glass.  Bless the man who invented safety glass, or we'd be cut up like an extra in a Freddy movie.  The injuries are all minor - mostly scratches and bruises.  I prolly got the blunt of the tree's vicious attempt at manslaughter, but I was more worried about Megan than anything else.  Thank God she is okay...  I don't know what I'd do if she'd have been hurt - or worse.  I don't even want to THINK about that.  *Sigh*  We were fine, though.  After we collected ourselves a bit, we simply got out of the car - her door wasn't messed up, so it was rather easy to get out.  Fortunately, the wreck was about a fourth of a mile from my house, so we just walked home.  I guess if we had to crash, that it couldn't have happened at a better place. 

Today, as Tony, Caraway, and I were heading home from Megan's house, we found the place that the car had been towed - by accident, actually.  We were just driving, and suddenly spotted it, hah!  Looking at that car in the light, from the outside...  It's a MIRACLE we walked out of that, especially me.  That passenger door...  Oh, man, that door...  Tony and Daniel can't believe my arm wasn't broken by that door.  It gave me the willies just lookin' at it, knowing that I was SITTING in that thing when that door came crushing in like it did...  Geez. 

The car was a 2003 Toyota Corolla.  She had full coverage on it, insurance-wise, so everything should be okay.  Thank God for that, as well.  It will probably be a while until she gets another vehicle.  Until then, I will take her wherever she needs to go - even if it is way out of my way.  I don't care.  After what she's been through...  She deserves it.  That was scary as all get out to me, and to think how scary that was to her, being her own car...  Man, I feel for her.  I... really love that girl, ya know?  Hmm...  I've been typing almost thirty minutes.  Wow.  Well, I guess I'll go now.  That's a lot for you folks to read - although I'm sure you don't mind!  Love yas!  -gt-

Thursday, 4/14/05.  11:24 P.M.

I FINALLY POSTED DANIEL'S AND TONY'S NEW RANTS!  Rejoice!  *Hallelujah*

In other news, I went to the Railroad Festival today.  It's pretty much the exact same as always.  Just better, because I was with Megan.  I used to would go with Jeremy or something.  No offense to Jeremy or anything...  Megan's just a lot cuter.  And a lot more female, for that matter.  Speaking of Megan, I am to blame for her newfound Morrowind obsession.  Now, one last thing before I must go to sleep:

In A.D. 2101
War was beginning.
Captain: What happen ?
Mechanic: Somebody set up us the bomb.
Operator: We get signal.
Captain: What !
Operator: Main screen turn on.
Captain: It's You !!
Cats: How are you gentlemen !!
Cats: All your base are belong to us.
Cats: You are on the way to destruction.
Captain: What you say !!
Cats: You have no chance to survive make your time.
Cats: HA HA HA HA ....
Captain: Take off every 'zig' !!
Captain: You know what you doing.
Captain: Move 'zig'.
Captain: For great justice.

Go to http://www.planettribes.com/allyourbase/index.shtml, infidel!

Wednesday, 4/6/05.  11:14 P.M.

My message board...  Dead, it is.  We need more members!  And these members need to POST!  I shall attempt recruiting more members!  Time to...

SHAMELESSLY PLUG MY WEBSITE ON OTHER WEBSITES!!!

Yep.  Oh, it will be done.  It will be done.

Tuesday - 3/29/95 - 2:19 P.M.

Hey folks.  Yes, I realize that I haven't exactly been on in... well, a really, REALLY long time.  Sorry.  With college, a girlfriend, and Project D:R, I don't really get much time for ranting, ya know?  Or for the message board, for that matter.

In case you are wondering what Project D:R is, it is the codename for the project that is the game I'm making, Destiny: Rebooted.  I added a link on the website.  Read about the game there.  Also, you may have noticed I dropped the link for the movie we were 'making'.  Well, I still wouldn't mind making it, it's just that it seems to be in a comatose state now that the play is in effect...  Perhaps in the future, we may just revive it.  Who knows...  Later!  -gt-

Monday, 2/21/05.  8:56 P.M.

Hmm, I haven't posted anything in a while, so I figured today is as good a day as any.  So I shall tell you the story of my weekend!

The story begins Thursday.  My mom and nanny went out of town for the weekend, leaving the house all to me.  Well, me and the two cats, Peter and Freddy.  Surprisingly, I managed not to warp the cats' minds with my strange lifestyle that is pursued when no one is around.  Okay, so I don't really do anything differently.  Not the point!

Friday:  Upon arriving home from school, I began preparing for a Halo 2 System Link party.  2 TVs, 2 X-Boxes, 8 people.  On the bed (and a chair!) sat the Blue Team, comprising of Daniel 'The Blue Leader' Caraway was Alex 'The Sniper' Morgan, Shannon 'Lemon' Covington (Eventually replaced by Jeremy 'Insert Nickname' Griffith), and Evan 'Cannon Fodder' Russell.  On the other side of the room, sitting upon the couch, was the Red Team, made up of Gatlin 'The Red Captain' Tuttle (me!) was Megan 'The Wolf' Wright, Tony 'The Shotgun' Carter, and John 'The Silent Assassin' Nash.  Many matches were played.  Much fun was had.  Multiple pizzas were ate.  Red team PWN3D Blue Team.  It was all good.

Saturday:  I went to a Valentine's Banquet thingy with Megan.  We ate chili and watched a pretty funny performance that parodied everything from Willie Nelson to The Golden Girls to Blue Collar Comedy Tour.  Very funny.  Yeah, that's pretty much all I did Saturday, seeing as how I woke up at 3:30 in the afternoon, left for Megan's at 4:30, and got home at about 10:30.  That about defines that day...

Sunday:  Megan and I went to see Constantine.  EXCELLENT MOVIE - Go see it while it is still in theaters!  Seriously, it is awesome!  GO!  NOW!  GO SEE IT, YOU BUM!!!  Dude, it is excellent.  And I'm not just saying dude and excellent because it is Keanu Reeves, I really do talk like a surfer most of the time.  Dude.  Excellent.  Sweet.  Awesome.

Well, that's about enough for this update.  If you wanted more, well, then BITE ME!  Heh.  Goodbye... for now.  -gt-

Sunday, 2/6/05.  1:16 A.M.

Well, I've done it.  Upon discovering that Megan had, in fact, never before played Halo or Halo 2, I gave her the enjoyment of playing both games.  Just like millions of gamers the world over, my girlfriend has developed what I have coined as the 'Halo Itch', an addiction to the mass destruction of Covies and the Flood.  I'm quite glad she's obsessed with it now.  I had quite the feelin' she would enjoy the fun that is Halo.  Or, as Sarge would say, the "hula-hoop!"  That's quite possibly the funniest thing that a Halo construct has ever been called, heh...  I'm watching Napoleon Dynamite.  I love this movie.  Vote for Pedro.  I'll be going now.  Bye all!  -gt-

P.S.:  My apologies on taking FOREVER to get Shannon's rant up.  Sorry.  I didn't see it in my inbox, heh...  Well, guess what?  It's up now!  So send a new one!  And speaking of sending a new rant, HEY TONY!  HEY MONAGHAN!  What's the DEAL?!  Get with the frickin' RANTS!!!

Monday, 01/31/05.  10:17 P.M.

Hello, loyal fans of the Rant.  As the title of this rant suggests, there is quite an urgent update abound.  Nay, 'tis not an emergency, perhaps, but that's there because of the song by Foreigner.  Good song, it is.  Anyway, forget Foreigner for a minute:  My urgency is that, as of yesterday (yesterday being Sunday, in case you are too friggin' lazy to read the date several lines up), Megan and I started dating.  Yay!  Yep, so that's cool and all, and quite frankly, I'm quite happy.  Now, if there's actually ANYONE who visits my website that I haven't already told in person (I'm lookin' at YOU, Monaghan), it's only because you are so dang hard to get in touch with these days.  So, sorry ladies, your favorite ranter is no longer single.  Oh, yeah...  I guess Megan would prolly be happy if I 'advertised' her site here.  So, if you like readin' fanfics, checkin' out anime-esque drawings, or just reading whatever the heck else Megan has thrown upon her site, go check out www.terion.net.  I'm too stinkin' lazy to get a REAL domain (and too dang cheap, too - at least, I THINK that costs money....  Could be wrong), and besides, I'm quite contempt with the FreeWebs.com format for now.  So, I'll be going now.  Later.  -gt-

Sunday, 1/30/05.  1:47 A.M.

Okay, so we went and saw Alone in the Dark today - err, yesterday, I suppose, now.  By 'we,' I mean, Megan and I.  That is one HECK of a good movie.  Bah to what Jeremy and Caraway told me - THEY both said it wasn't all that great and that the ending sucked.  I happened to think it was the best American-made monster movie I'd seen since AVP - maybe even better.  Tons of action, tons of monsters, tons of death - how can you go wrong?!  And regarding Jeremy's remark that the ending 'sucked' - BAH!  I thought it was a great clincher.  I won't spoil it for my loyal fans, though.  I guess it's one of those you love it or you hate it things.  Unless you are Tony, who would prolly say he doesn't care just to spite me.  Which now he'll say he cares just to spite me.  Ahh, Tony - you and your many vein attempts at spiting me.  I, personally, nearly yelled 'YES' upon witnessing the ending.  Anyway, it was a great movie - especially the scene with the Rob Zombie music going in the background.  That was quite possibly the most awesome, seizure-iffic scene in an action/horror movie I've seen in a LONG time.  I hope they make a sequel.  It sorta left it open for one, I guess.  It's possible, I suppose.  If you like Alien, or Predator, or other similar monster movies, I would seriously recommend this movie.

And I'm not just saying it was an awesome movie because I had my arm around a pretty girl during the movie.  Honest.

...

What?!  Geez, I'm outta here!  -gt-

Wednesday, 1/26/05.  10:53 P.M.

Okay.  My cousin, Shannon Trisler (not to be confused with Shannon Covington, who does her crazy comments here) recieved a DVD for Christmas of a strange little cartoon known as Aqua Teen Hunger Force.  Judging by the cover of said DVD, I thought it looked a little... stupid.  Quite some time passed.  Several times I would be watching Family Guy or Futurama on Cartoon Network and see commercials for this weird cartoon.  Finally, about a week ago, I decided to bite the bullet and see just what the heck this show was.  I can only say three words about this show....

IT FRICKIN' ROCKS!

Seriously, I would suggest watching it at LEAST once.  I WILL be buying the DVDs of this show, all three of them.  Not at once, of course, for that would be quite expensive.  With the most bizarre characters the cartoon world has ever seen, this show rules.  Frylock, Master Shake, Meatwad, Carl Brutananadilewski, Dr. Weird, and a whole slew of other whacky characters are abundant in this show.  Trust me - this show is worth looking into.  I frickin' love it, and I'm not just sayin' frickin' to sound like Carl.  'Sides, Frylock is my favorite character.  Then Carl, then Meatwad, then Shake.  They are all great, though.  So, I'm leaving now.  Later!  -gt-

Sunday, 1/23/05.  9:03 P.M.

Yeah, okay.  Shannon is at it again, stating that the world would be better without men.  Well, obviously, if there weren't men, there'd be no reproduction, and no women, either, at this point.  Now, allow me to look at it from the other stand point - a world with all men.  Like Shannon failed to mention how women would have survived without reproducing, I will not bring up how men would not go extinction from the same problem.  We'll just all understand this is some sort of bizarro world or something.  Anyway, an all man world also wouldn't have war.  Why, you ask?  Because we would team up to blow stuff up.  Women think this is stupid, that we would blow stuff up with no real need to blow it up.  Women don't seem to understand our need to see explosions.  They get angry when we blow up a garbage can or something, so our leaders declare war on other nations because thanks to women, we need an excuse to blow something up, and unfortunately, it has to be other people before women are somewhat satisfied at us using bombs.  It's a shame.  There would also be no moon, and some of the other closer planets would probably be gone, as well, because we are seriously fond of blowing things the heck up.  It's why we made fireworks, they keep us somewhat at bay twice a year.  There would be no romance movies, either.  All movies would be REQUIRED to have a certain amount of comedy, action, and violence.  In fact, there would be no such thing as G and PG rated movies.  Only PG-13 and R.  Believe it or not, we would have a lot less alcoholics, as well.  A little known fact is that alcohol was early consumed by men getting sick of their women complaining, wasting money on 27 pairs of shoes, et cetera.  Without women, we wouldn't need alcohol, or any other drugs for that matter, to take our mind off of all of our women problems.  There would also be no sappy love songs, either.  Excellent!  I don't like sappy love songs.  Violence and cussing on TV wouldn't be a problem either.  You never see a father complaining that his son sees to much violence on TV.  Only the mother cares about that.  Dad would prolly rather little Timmy grew up watching Rambo and Jay & Silent Bob than Barney or Sesame Street.  "So, son - what do you want to watch today?  Arnold Swartzeneggar as a super-powerful Terminator blowing stuff up, or some dumb blue dog trying to teach you stuff?"  Alright.  I've made my point!  If you have a problem with what I've wrote, again, read Shannon's Crazy Comments.  Hers is the opposite - a world without men.  Awful, I know.  Bye now!  -gt-

P.S. - I would honest to God HATE living in a world without women.  I would enjoy the lack of chick-flicks, the constant blowing up of useless things as opposed to just throwing them away, etc.  But I do like the ladies!

Thursday, 10/20/05.  9:34 P.M.

As you may have noticed, we have a new page.  "Shannon's Crazy Comments."  These are sent in from my dear friend Shannon Covington, not to be confused with my cousin, Shannon Trisler.  'Course, bout the only person who might get confused is my Aunt Vickie, 'cuz other than her and me ma, I don't know that anyone else in my family reads my website.  If they do, they don't tell me.  Shannon is highly opinionated, veeeeerry vocal, quite dramatic, and borderline sexist at times, but we still love her anyways.  She complains about 'guy problems' all the time.  She thinks us guys are confusing and stuff and that girls make sense.  Guys make sense to me, its the girls that don't.  She once said that girls make perfect sense:  When a girl says no, she means yes, and vice-versa.  According to her, that's 'making sense.'  Tch!  I say, whatever!  That makes about as much sense as Godzilla losing to a couple of Mothra larvas.  That match was just ludicrous.  Ludicrous, I say!  Uhmm...  What was I talking about?  Oh, nevermind.  If any of you earthlings of the female persuasion are even somewhat offended at my rant, read the one Shannon put.  It'll cool you down a bit.  I was simply making the fact that to guys, girls are just as screwy as Shannon says us guys are.  G'bye!  -gt-

Tuesday, 01/18/05, 12:00 Midnight

Hey everybody.  I meant to make this post a few days ago, but I had company, and then I forgot, but I guess tonight is the night.  As you can see by the date and time, I started typing this at midnight on the dot.  That's what this post is going to be about.  But I'm not talking about the time, I'm talking about a cat named Midnight.

A few months ago, my mom and I heard a cat meowing outside.  It was too dark to inspect at the time, but we called for it anyway.  No luck.  The next day, I saw the kitten.  He had pitch black fur, and looked almost like a miniature panther.  Over the course of a week or so, I managed to coax the cat into coming to me, and I held him, and fed him.  He was clearly starving, and obviously abandoned.  We decided to take him in as our own.  I remember the first time we let him in our house - it was really stormy, and the electricity was out, so we decided he would be safer inside the house.  Peter, our other cat, didn't like this at first, but after a few weeks, the two of them were practically unseperable.  We grew to love Midnight as he grew to love us.

A few days ago, he was... hit by a truck, and... and, he's not with us anymore.  I'll really, really miss him.  It truly breaks my heart, because I really did love that cat, a lot.  Peter is depressed, too.  He was meowin' loudly the first night without Midnight, and has been sleepin' right next to my mom.  He used to sleep at the foot of her bed, with Midnight.  So, anyone who tries to say animals don't love like we do, needs to meet Peter, cuz he was pretty much a father to Midnight, and I think he might be the most depressed of all of us.

I'm sorry, most people that actually come here prolly come here to read somethin' funny, or up-bringing, not to read something sad and depressing, but it's what I wanted to rant about.  No, not a rant - I just wanted to get it off my chest.  *Sigh*  We're thinking of getting another kitten.  One that Peter can father like he did Midnight.  Not a replacement for Midnight, so to speak, of course.  You can't simply replace family members, and we were attached to that kitten like it was family, really.  I'm tired, now...  I guess I'll go to sleep...  Umm...  Goodnight, whoever is reading this...  Much love...  -gt-

Thursday, 1/6/05.  10:52 P.M.

Guess what, folks?  Back by popular demand, it's Tony's Idle Thoughts and Daniel's Random Rants!  You loved them in the past, now you can love them all over again!!!  Also, be on the lookout for a possible new rant page or two.  Hey, guess what else, rant fans?  Your three favorite ranters are going to be in a movie soon!  That's right, folks, a MOVIE!  Information on it, you ask?  Well...  Check out the new page specifically set aside for the movie!  Enjoy, you apprentice ranters!  -gt-

Sunday, 1-2-05.  11:34 P.M.

Prepare for one HECK of a long rant.

Extraterrestrials.  Aliens.  Martians.  Whatever you wanna call 'em, it's my belief that they are out there.  In fact, not only out there, but here, as well.  Daniel Monaghan and I talked about this interesting topic about an hour into the new year, for a good forty-five minutes or so.  It's his belief (as well as mine, now) that aliens are most likely already among us, disguised as us.  I mean, heck, if these dudes are smart enough to master interplanetary travel (something we currently suck at) then surely they have some skill in going incognito, for cryin' out loud! 

Perhaps they are here to help us.  I mean, as a whole single race, humans are pretty lousy at keeping this world in good shape.  We are undeniably a warring, barbaric race.  I know, I'd rather not refer to the human race as barbaric myself, but it's pretty much true, sadly enough.  Besides, people in a group are always more violent than just a single person, any time (assuming this single person isn't some sort of maniac, of course).  Why do aliens never show up around groups?  They are smart, and they don't want to get caught. 

No, not caught - revealed. 

Who would catch them?  Government?  If our guesses (Monaghan's and my own) are correct, aliens are already in the government.  Either the government knows about them, or maybe they are working with the government.  Who knows?  They could be part of the government itself, perhaps even members of it.  I ain't sayin' Dubya is E.T. in disguise, not at all.  Just that if I'm right, and aliens are out there, the government knows it.  They don't want the aliens caught, not anymore.  It's the revealing that the aliens are out there that they are avoiding as of now.  Now, if they are of such intelligence and have so much technology, then why haven't they attacked us yet, you may ask? 

Well, simple. 

They are obviously of higher intelligence than us, for one thing.  They are smart enough to know that nothing good can come from attacking us.  What would they possibly hope to achieve by fighting us?  We wouldn't win, obviously.  They could probably destroy Earth, but that would be utterly pointless to them.  They are of higher intelligence;  they'd prolly rather study us, or something. 

And enslaving us?  That would just lead to rebellions, over and over, and we would prove to be lousy slaves. 

So what about taking over the world?  That would be stupid, as we've pretty much depleted, wasted, polluted, and God only knows what else to every natural resource that was ever even deemed as having some use.  What's sad, is we hold things of almost utter worthlessness in high esteem.  Gold is a perfect example.  We have put a massive value on it because it is rare and purdy.  Other than that, it's pretty much worthless, and yet we take better care of it than we do oil.  I mean, honestly, outside of the 'bling', what the heck does gold do?!  Nothing at all!  If aliens see that, they would think we were retarted, for crying out loud! 

This world is doomed, really.  I don't know if we will make it to apocalypse before we run out of natural resources and knock ourselves backwards through the civilization chart, in all honesty!  Maybe aliens see us doing this to ourselves.  Maybe they are here to help.  Maybe they know we have pretty much screwed this planet up already, and are just waiting for an opportune moment to carry us to a more habitable planet - you know, give us a chance to 'start over'.  Maybe God foresaw us wasting our resources to such an extent that he created aliens for just the purpose of saving us. 

Well, just something for you to think about for a while.  I know you have an opinion on the matter.  I want to hear it.  E-mail me what you think of my rant on aliens.  Send it to gat_man_007@yahoo.com, in case you are too lazy to look elsewhere on the site to find my e-mail address.  Seriously!  I want to hear your thoughts!  If you don't e-mail me, call me or something!  I don't care - I'm just interested on your beliefs on aliens!  Well, that's all for my rant today, sweetheart!  I'm sure you were starting to get tired of reading, anyway!  -gt-

P.S. :  Friends and family, if I mysteriously disappear shortly after this rant is posted, then that means I was either right or on the right track and the wrong person (or alien?) read this.  Yippee skippee!

Friday, 12-31-04.  12:37 A.M.

Welcome to the second wave of Rants, known as the 'Revenge of the Rant'.  The website has undergone some changes, as you may have noticed.  Do not fret, these changes are most certainly NOT permanent - this site will be under construction for quite a while to go.  The Message Board is still up, so feel free to go there.  In fact, I implore you to go there, and make suggestions for improvements upon the site!  You may have noticed that the chatroom is gone.  Well, yeah!  Nobody ever went there, anyway.  However, Daniel's Random Rant and Tony's Idle Thoughts are also gone.  Do not fret - I will negotiate with them for the return of these pages.  Until then, however, it seems you only have me...  Sorry.  I also plan to attempt 'hiring' (I say this loosely, cuz no one will get paid) a few others.  Also, I have been under some consideration of doing a sort of comic.  Do not expect this anytime soon, just know that it is a possible future goal.  'Course, it would never stand up to the likes of Brian Clevinger's 8-Bit Theater (www.nuklearpower.com) but it could prove interesting no less.

Perhaps you would like to contribute a rant on a somewhat regular basis to RantCentral.  If you do, e-mail me, at gat_man_007@yahoo.com.  I'll get back to you.  Well, this ends the first rant in the second series of rantings...  -gt-