Right this second, I am staring down a stack of grading that Godzilla might use stand on if he couldn't reach the cereal on the top shelf at the monster grocery store. Its mere presence in fact is impairing my ability to write good metaphors about how big things are.
I am also hoping to get another short story into the sub cycle in the next few days. So, you know, that's a lot of actual work I need to deal with. That means I won't do big blogging this week. Priorities, y'all.
I'll be back when Godzilla looks at my stack of grading and says, "No, no. That puny stack won't get me my Corn Flakes. Rawr."
Aw, yeah. Saved it at the end.