Vegetarian sympathies

...and Harmonydawn thinks I've got good deadpan delivery.

The best part of my day today...or pretty darn close!

Good therapy: conversing with Harmonydawn.  Sometimes it's like getting the bestest prize ever from the bottom of the cereal box.  Or like that one fortune cookie that summed up your life in a nut shell.  But if nothing else, she got me to laugh when I least expected it today. *giddy-smile*

Recovering

What I mean to say by this is: thank god Christmas is over and we are headed into a new year. And I mean this in the most kindly-yet-glazed-over-still-recovering-from-Christmas sort of way.

Before this year closes, I want to thank my friends and family for their support and patience--very important since I've been a complete dingbat since I started the comic some three hundred and fifty something days ago. Special thanks to Celao for his particular close-to-home patience; Carl who offered me a monthly gig for extra practice; Alicia for technical advice and a life preserver in the sequential doldrums; Eliaz for helping me handle the multiple personality disorder known as Photoshop; and the lovely Harmonydawn for being my best friend and dispensing kick ass, sage spiritual advice and the best hugs ever.

New Schedule

Harmony let me know of the philosophy of there being two kinds of people in life: those who have a zombie-plan and those who do not. I don't but Harmony says her zombie-plan includes me and my family, and I feel really safe knowing she's looking out for us. She didn't specify further.

Harmonydawn says stuff sometimes that strikes me as hilarious--especially the stuff that wasn't at all intended to be funny, just everyday comments.

House and Holmes...alrighty then.

Free Range Sequential Art IV