My roommate and I were talking about how the year’s been going. He was a little despondent about the fact that it’s already half over, so I told him that it’s a glass-is-half-empty question:

“If you look at the half that’s already full, you’re just looking backwards, you’re not hopeful. You have to look at the half ahead of us that’s still empty, waiting to be filled. Look at that expanse! That endless void! That gaping maw of nothingness! Stare into that abyss, stare it down and make it blink before your will!”

“Thank you, Tick.”

Which is a pretty damn high compliment, in my book.

(If the Tick can’t live on the screen anymore, it’s nice to know he can still invade my soul and dance me like a marionette.)