I love my Giants. The Super Bowl victory last February only whetted our appetites here in New York and I've grown convinced that this team is poised to become a Dynasty. Who would you rather build a team around than Eli Manning? He's not going to be the highest rated passer or the most touchdowns/yards thrown guy in the NFL ever... but he's got that Derek Jeter big play-stuff about him and he's the reason they beat the Patriots. And he'll be the reason they crush the Philadelphia Eagles tonight.

Oh, and that defense. Goddamn, that's an incredible pass rush they're going to throw at poor old Donovan McNabb...

I can't go on at length right now. Still drained. But still jubilant. Something's got to give, eventually. For now, just a reflection...

I live at the southern edge of Harlem, here in New York City. I've been a resident of this neighborhood since 1993, saw the awful rise of Giuliani-ism over this city, the rise and set of Bill Clinton, and let's not even get into Bush.

I've been voting at a local senior center for at least the past five years. Tuesday morning, having not been able to sleep much the night before, I rolled out of bed and headed over to the center to vote at 5:45 am. Like most everyone else with a story to tell, the length of the line already formed inspired me. But what really got me was the poll workers -- predominantly elderly, African-Americans who've done this important job so dutifully over the years at this polling site. The look on their faces... just... absolute, tear-glossed joy over what they knew was coming... what had already come and what was out of reach from the opposition at this point and unable to be snatched away... was so moving, I almost lost it. When I closed the curtain and pulled the old red handle to the left to ready the voting mechanism, I think I did for a second.

The enormity of what this country has done... the promise that has been restored... the newness of all this... I don't think it's fully settled in yet. We, no doubt, face very difficult days and President Obama is going to be tested and he's going to make missteps. But my God, if you can't feel a swell of patriotism and pride after what happened this past Tuesday... if you can't get inspired by what this country just did... I don't even know what to say. You might be a lost cause.

**For some great pictures, check out Callie Shell's photoblog. She's gotten some great, candid shots of Obama over the past few years, including this favorite you might have seen along the way:

There's a new interview with Stuart Moore and myself discussing the process of putting together THE NIGHTMARE FACTORY series of graphic novels.

An excerpt:

O'Shea: How has screenwriting influenced your approach toward the comics medium (if at all) and vice versa?

Harris: Honestly, I think my ambitions to direct more influence my comic scripts more than the actual screenwriting does. When writing comics, I set out to direct the movie on paper. I love the collaboration with my artists. I tend to view them as both my cast and cinematographer. When the partnership is good, the only thing I appreciate more than an incredible depiction of the panel just as I saw it is an artist's rendition that brings something out of the panel, the page, book, etc. that I never saw coming. But make no mistake. I'm sitting in my mental director's chair while curled up at my desk and scripting the book. My scripts direct the camera and the actors and I'm cutting the movie in my head while shooting the entire time.

THE NIGHTMARE FACTORY has been awarded the 2008 International Horror Guild Award for "Best Illustrated Narrative". Heidi has more on The Beat.

Congratulations to Stuart, Colleen, Michael, Ted, Ben, Heidi and Eric. We just released VOLUME TWO which is an even better package of these elegantly adapted, disturbingly frightening tales. And thanks to author Thomas Ligotti for his support and prodigiously wonderful body of work to pick from.

The complete list of winners and finalists can be found on IHG's site.

This came out a couple of years ago, before the presidential campaign season had started and long before most of this country had ever heard of Barack Obama.

"Living With War" was the best Neil Young music in many, many years I thought. "Let's Impeach the President" and "The Restless Consumer" got most of the attention (great, scathing songs as well)... but these lyrics are spot on and eerie to consider Neil wrote them a year after Bush's re-election, this great pushback sort of floating around, growing but still leaderless.

I love this album. Huge, unfiltered and righteous rage. We're going to have accountability for what's been done to and by this nation's leadership over the past eight years. Truth will out.

'Lookin' for a Leader'
by Neil Young

Lookin' for a leader
To bring our country home
Re-unite the red white and blue
Before it turns to stone

Lookin' for somebody
Young enough to take it on
Clean up the corruption
And make the country strong

Walkin' among our people
There's someone who's straight and strong
To lead us from desolation
And a broken world gone wrong

Someone walks among us
And I hope he hears the call
And maybe it's a woman
Or a black man after all

Yeah maybe it's Obama
But he thinks that he's too young
Maybe it's Colin Powell
To right what he's done wrong

America has a leader
But he's not in the house
He's walking here among us
And we've got to seek him out

Yeah we've got our election
But corruption has a chance
We got to have a clean win
To regain confidence

America is beautiful
But she has an ugly side
We're lookin' for a leader
In this country far and wide
We're lookin' for a leader
With the great spirit on his side

Someone walks among us
And I hope he hears the call
And maybe it's a woman
Or a black man after all