Doom has been busy.
Last Sunday was Mother's Day. What do you get from a woman whom you personally rescued from Hell? Doom tried to come up with a poem but was unable to rhyme "Damned Soul" with anything meaningful. So Doom got her a gift certificate to the Latverian Denny's.
And Richards may or may not be dead right now.
Ever notice that Bob the Builder
and those things from Fraggle Rock
kinda look the same? Distant, soullless, felt ancestors?
The new Star Wars comes out next Thursday. Doom is sure to report on that. And go buy this book for Doom: The Making of Sin City