I got a third draft of XO #10 done. I figure I should go ahead & write them when I can & hope Melissa can catch up with drawing after she wins the lottery.
Talking to Nick Marino about changing our stickman Deadpool fan comic into something with our own characters instead as he says Deadpool’s popularity is waning. So I’m not sure exactly what is going to happen with that.
I got out this month’s email newsletter. I think I’m losing subscribers faster than I’m gaining them these days as people change email addresses without updating things.
Working on stop motion animation stuff & it’s going a lot slower than I anticipated. A minute of footage took me about 3 hours to make & I kinda ran out of things I want to do in the video with over 2 minutes of song to go. It’ll probably still be a couple of weeks before I get it finished. Here’s the first few seconds.
Last Night’s Dreams:
I’m at some store & the person I’m with is trying to get me to ask out the checkout clerk & I say “That girl’s a child, she’s probably 17 years old.”
When things were bad I’d wander through the city at night. Waiting for my body to get exhausted enough to collapse. I’d sleep wherever was convenient. A park bench, under a bridge, wherever. I’d wake up either from the sun or the cold. The dew having settled on me in my sleep. It made the world real. Let me know how good my life was. How luxuriously I lived; sleeping indoors, some place warm. All of my problems are reserved for the privileged. My problems were all ones I had personally sought out. & now here I am a dozen years later. & it’s starting to get cold outside. & I’m losing weight. I just want to sleep outside & let nature take its course. Let my body go cold.