Well, not quite but close.
One of the protags, the Grim Terror, basically a composite of Batman, the Shadow, Clint Eastwood and the Punisher, just tore the heck out of a strip bar in New Jersey, one composed of memories of a club I visited for my brother-in-law's bachelor party and the Bada-Bing. The episode hasn't helped his impression that the 21st century is a decadent hellhole not worth saving.
Put simply, I'm having fun with this thing again.
And I have no doubt that this year I will make the 50k during the month of November, a first for me in the five years I've been doing it.