It's been almost another week...

Where have I been? Space, that's where! Max, carried away with his super-strength, went on the rampage in Las Vegas. Of course, there can only be one outcome to such an event - Max, lured by the promise of free toothpicks, was fired into space. I, still mounted on him sexlessly, was also catapulted into the starry ocean. Sharing a crisp packet of oxygen, we survived in orbit long enough to see the sunrise from behind the earth. It was beautiful, and as I lost consciousness in its orange aura, I thought to myself, "that's beautiful." Then we died. Fortunately, and avoiding any continuity problems, Max and I appear to have been brought back to life by necromancer astronauts, who rescued our frozen bodies from the depths of space.