Also went through my t-shirts and pulled out a few that are too small anyway, and gave them to him. They are huge on him, of course, but I told him he could sleep in them, and he wouldn't take them off all day, just kept changing between them...it really was adorable. So, he now owns his first really cool shirt (glow-in-the-dark print from Bernie Wrightson's Frankenstein), his first rock shirt (Yngwie Malmsteen...gotta start him off right), and his first indie band shirt (TCR - see, annathema667? I even pimp you guys out to the young crowd!). I'm thinking I may have to give him one of my Fields of the Nephilim shirts, too, so he can have a really odd goth-rock one...and gotta get him a Rob Zombie shirt someday.
Should be seeing karzon here shortly, to work on his business cards.
Spent the morning chatting with poisonous_vine, who always makes me smile...and dig this that she did: I've been turned into an egg!. It's even throwing the horns...ROCK! Well, I may never get to be served at my own wake as the main course, but at least when this one dies, someone eats it...so I get my wish by proxy!