Pig Wars

Chris Bishop has a more regular publishing schedule than George Lucas.

And his characters are more realistic!

Her!

Ghosts revisited.

Just a quick note... the explosions in the breeding pools are NOT due to a chain reaction of leech ghosts setting off their ex-conspecifics. It's that damn superhero with the pyrotechnic abilities that my lawyer has asked me to PLEASE stop referring to as the human flashlight. He's figured out how to trigger the guncotton-laced myelin sheaths around the poor babies neurons.

Evil Spirits

After Amanda's comment I decided to do a quick check for evil spirits, vampire ghosts, and other cockamamie supernatural creatures floating around my secret lair. No wonder the Good Guys have been able to sneak in so easily, it's like Times Square on the astral plane around here. It looks like most of my dead henchmen have been hanging about, and not only that but all the native spirits have been attracted by the unusual concentration of ectoplasm... it's like leaving your trashcan uncovered: next thing you know you've got stray cats in the kitchen and coons in the attic.

And of course there's at least half a dozen superheroes out there who can talk to ghosts.

Firecrackers only clear them out temporarily. I'm developing ghost-sensitive exploding leeches to scare them away automatically, but I've been having a problem with the leeches' own ghosts setting off chain reactions in the breeding pools.

Creatures in my Head

Actually, it's the creatures in this guy's head that remind me of my lovely swamp hideout, particularly this one.

An accidental blog

The Great Leech Revolution has apparently created a blog for itself. I didn't intend to create a blog, it just happened as a sort of side effect of posting a response to someone else's blog. Apparently registering, so you can put your name on a response, makes you a full brlown blogger.

Cool.

I suppose I'll post occasional comments on Her, the Great Leech Revolution, new developments in prosthetic limbs for invertebrates, and other things near and dear to my heart.