That’s right, thanks to the hard work and dedication of my stealthy brothers at Ninja Burger, today is the first ever DAY OF THE NINJA!

All things today must be about Ninja. Post about ninjas on your weblogs or message boards. Talk about ninjas with your friends and family. Watch ninja movies or ninja related animated television programs. And be sure to let the ninjas in your life know how great they are and pay them tribute. If you are not personally acquainted with any ninjas, then I shall nominate myself as the ninja which you can lavish your praise upon.

You can start your shinobi themed day by seeing if you happen to be a ninja by taking an important quiz. Of course, this is the result that I got.

You are ninja. Sign up at NinjaBurger.com
immediately.

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Have a great Ninja Day everyone.

Sayonara.

Yep, sounds good to me. What’s yours?

Sayonara.

“The Lion & Lamb Project” has released this year’s “Dirty Dozen” list of terrible toys that will make children become violent monsters! I think the idiocy of these people speaks for itself, proving a lack of both research and common freakin’ sense.

Sayonara.

This is The Skeleton. Say hello.

He is a Hallowe’en decoration that has, for some reason, never been returned to his fellow ornaments and is continuing to linger around here. He now resides on my desk.

He is a very strange Skeleton, even aside from the eerie nuclear green glow.

He is approximately six inches tall, made out of a soft plastic that I can only assume is non-toxic. His chin is somehow connected to the center of his ribcage. The ribcage is unnatural and seems to have several more ribs than any human ought to have. He has no shoulder blades. His spine is long and flat. He has red eyes, but also a red nose. He has no teeth, but rather a structure of bone resembling the lips of an ape. His legs somehow grow out of the wrong section of the hips. He has no actual hands, but rather five fingers of similar length which are growing directly out of the end of his forearm. He has this same deformed structure attached to the bottom of his shins instead of feet. His legs are far too short.

It is like this is the skeleton of a young child’s drawing.

I can not leave the skeleton alone. This poor soul is under a constant barrage of torture from me, which I inflict unwittingly. I punch him, twist him in painful ways, pull on his arms and legs, slap him against hard surfaces, dangle him upside-down by his ankles, tie him in little knots, squeeze him within my hand, jab him with my fingers, crush his head, make him slap himself, and drop him on the ground, all without thinking about what I am doing.

Please be nice to The Skeleton, because I can not.

He is my only true friend.

Sayonara.

Today marks the 3rd anniversary of the SykoGrafix.com domain name being opened to the public. Word.

It’s no coincidence that I let this place loose on the first Hallowe’en of the 2Ks. Getting this place off the ground was important to me, and still is, and I wanted to make a bold statement right off the bat.

I like Hallowe’en a lot. It suits my personality. Other holidays are based on love. Christmas is based on love. Blech. Valentines day is based on love. Please. Thanksgiving is based on love. Give me a break.

Hallowe’en is based on fear! Now that’s a holiday for me!

It’s too bad that I’m not really in the mood to celebrate the only day of the year where I’m not a complete freak, but that doesn’t really matter. This is SykoGrafix, and here, every day is Hallowe’en!

Sayonara.