EVERYTHING IS STILL FAILING

Including this blog. But don't worry, baby, you know I still love you, right?. Life's just been rough, you know?

Today's hugeawesome (awesome in an 'awesome power'--like the violent deaths of the Egyptians at the hand of God sorta-way) thing is the Stock Market! No no, not the market itself, but its massive never-ending COLLAPSE.

Dow Jones 777 (Lucky!!) point drop threatens your parents' and grandparents' retirement funds and ensures that YOU will NEVER be the seasonal migratory high-rollers that they aspire to be.

Hugeawesome things will be back. We promise. But we're sad and confused right now. It's hard to concentrate on massive bucket excavators or men straddling Space Shuttle engines like horses (ooh dear, I can't wait to bring that one to you) when the very foundation of such industrial excellence and hubris is threatened with utter ruin!

Perhaps we shall deal with the pain by taking a more measured approach to the problem: we will begin the healing process by spending the foreseeable future focusing on cosmic, otherworldly and altogether non-human hugeawesomethings so as to supplant our temporal anxieties with astronomic, existential anxieties.

And then maybe--just maybe--we'll slowly build the courage again to share things like Cluster Ballooning, the Baikonur Cosmodrome and the Wartsila-Sulzer RTA96-C.

Oh, and TRUCKNUTZ

Or, "Yournutz." Whatever. Is that really what your balls look like?