
Hail to the king, baby.

Hail to the king, baby.

I’m just a modern man doing my best to have it all in the big city.

Mowing my father-in-law’s yard this week. The backyard is quite steep.

I’m very busy this week.

We’ve been trying one of those food service things where you order meals that have everything prepped and you just toss it all together and cook it. Their idea of four servings of pasta was not the same as the Wife’s.

It’s a long way to the bottom.

I feel so rested. It’s weird.
And it probably won’t last.

I could spend paragraphs ranting about this, but the fact that a member of the federal government–the Attorney General of the United States–got up in front of cameras and reporters and told the country and the world that it was totally okay to take small children and infants away from their parents because of a Bible verse (and completely ignoring all the ones that tell you to treat children and foreigners as family) is just straight-up sickening.

With school finally over and done with, I was able to concentrate on a couple of massive comic commissions that needed finishing. But it meant I drew a lot of comics on Monday and on into the wee hours of Tuesday morning. This particular comic, for instance, was not completed until 3:00 AM.
I’m gonna go sleep for 90 years now.