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Uuugh, finally getting a chance to watch The Dark Knight Rises and pathetically trying to find myself in the Heinz Field crowd scene with no current success.

Also trying desperately not to break my suspension of belief every five minutes, and I almost made it until I saw the giant UPMC ad on the jumbotron.

Gotham has Giant Eagles? Who knew.

Maybe when John Blake is dahntahn he also stops to buy some new clothes at the Pants N'at. Because how is he supposed to pick up chicks without lookin like a jaggoff if he ain't got no good clothes to wear?


I can't.

Also, my dog had puppies, seven of them, which is two more than the vet thought there was going to be. I can't sleep because I'm wired and don't want anything to happen to them because they're still so tiny. The mother herself is named Nyx, so until they're adopted out, I'm considering going with theme naming, even if it feels a little method.

I think I've narrowed it to the following, now I just have to determine their personalities:

Horme (Eager)
Aura (Breeze)
Arcas (Bear)
Korax (Raven)
Egertes (Vigilant)
Labros (Fierce)
Eubolous (Shooter)

All of them are from a list of 46 ideal names for dogs, written by Xenophon the dog-whisperer. I do what I want.