They’re talking about the "six word memoir" on NPR, with listeners calling up to share theirs. I suspect mine would be something like "Not what I expected. But cool!" Except on days like today, when it would be "Must do comics. Totally unmotivated. Blargh."
There’s a big-ass blue jay on the feeder, which is unusual out here–blue jays, for whatever reason, don’t frequent our yard. He and the male cardinal are having a primary-color face off. S’cool. Today, I run prints, and then run into town to mail them. Woot! The glamorous artist life. Meanwhile, some nifty new pendants featuring my […]
Yaaaaaay my printer’s back! Now I can get crackin’ on those orders, assuming I can get Mr. Printy to behave and not persist on yarking on the cyan. My arcane powers of Nozzle Cleaning and Yelling While Thumping are coming into play, but I am confident!
Con anxiety dreams last night. I’ve got WTHCon this coming weekend in Greensboro, the last local con I do. (Honestly, since I started doing book signings and whatnot, I don’t miss the local cons much–the local con money is usually negligable and this way I get to sleep in my own bed at night. But WTHCon […]