I went to the grocery store tonight. Traffic was a mess, mostly due to the main bridge between Covington, KY and Cincinnati, OH being shut down and everyone taking the side roads around.

The grocery was busy, but I managed to find everything I wanted and few things that caught my eye along the way. The one thing that caught my attention was the ( Read more... )

I don't remember many of the details of this dream, just the bit toward the end.

I was driving a truck in the snow, heading to see a psychologist for a session. I pulled off the highway into the driveway of the counselor's house, which was a large home. Not quite a mansion, but it had a large front foyer with two defined wings of the house. In ( Read more... )

In the dream I was still in college at Berea. I had been home for a few days, and when I returned to campus I stopped off at a small café run by a woman named Millie. I had stayed there for a couple of days, maybe even three or four, just hanging out. I’m not sure why. Millie was a very sweet lady and I got to know her and a bunch of other regulars ( Read more... )

This one was a long time coming, though I seem to say that every time. My work life during the quarantine has actually grown much busier and my downtime seems to be geared more toward relaxation and decompression. I read somewhere that stress actually stifles creativity, so that's probably a big reason why getting this issue finished took so long ( Read more... )

Today marks my 17th year journaling on LJ (now cross-posting from Dreamwidth). I initially started the journal to document my first trip overseas for work, which then grew to real blogging once I started making LJ friends with folks, both virtually and in the real world.

It's been a wild ride so far. While I understand why some folks migrated to ( Read more... )

Softball was last night. We played well, but I'm sore. I had a great dream and woke up (I think) due to Milo the Cat head-butting me. It's 5:30 AM, but I didn't want to forget the details. Sleepy, I rubbed the bruise on my left shin from last night's bounce that hit me while catching, climbed out of bed, and stumbled past the cats to my desktop ( Read more... )

Nothing spectacular happened today. I slept in, got a late lunch, went to Home Depot to look at storm doors, then back home, inked some comic book pages, watched TV.

I'm not sure what sparked my remembering of this, but I remembered a cousin and a location back home.

My great-uncle Matt and his sons had a small shack on a piece of property outside ( Read more... )

I haven't posted much of late because there has not been much going on besides work, which has been pretty mentally overwhelming in the midst of everything going on in the world.

Last night I had a pretty cool dream though.

I was a teenager and had befriended a new family in town who had a lot of kids. A lot, like double-digit number, and they were ( Read more... )

Holidays, work, work travel, epidemic -- so many things have gotten in the way of my working on this issue. Only when the quarantine happened did I find that I had a wonderful respite from the dreadful news of the world in finishing this issue. I've been wanting to do more origin stories. After 10 years and 27 prior issues, I figured it was time ( Read more... )

Scrounging for change to pay for something is not necessarily new to me. Growing up poor... then dirt poor... in Southeastern KY, I learned quickly to watch every penny when I went shopping. I knew that as I added items to the grocery cart to round up the prices, so I would never go over the amount of money I had. I actually got pretty good at ( Read more... )