Stop quoting yourself.

Lightning Blackwood and I finished “End of the Fucking World” last night.

My copy of the graphic novel needs to hurry the fuck up and get here.

I mean, I’m almost done with the omnibus plus of Too Much Coffee Man that Krahli got me for Grismas. Once I’m done with that, I’m officially out of comics.

Hell is real.

It’s really being out of comics.

Ugh.

Yesterday was a long day.

I looked at stuff.

I thought about stuff.

Stuff likes trees…

Monday, February 05

Or rather, tree.

That’s the first time Estelle has made an appearance this year. Not that you can really tell I’m holding her. What appears to be an erection coming out of my butt is actually Estelle’s handle.

I sacrificed you getting to see my axe for getting the entire tree in frame.

I’m not disappointed that I made that choice.

I didn’t work on my hives yesterday.

For one, it was too cold to paint or use tung oil.

Number B, I had a lot of other stuff to do.

I am planning on devoting a lot of time today to the hives. I’ve got heaters to warm up the garage that I’m working in. And Dave provided the soundtrack for my hive work…

I need to pick up some caulk for the roofs.

I might have some.

Let me go check real quick like…

Sweet. I do.

It would seem a little silly to go buy a whole tube of caulk for the tiny amount I need for a couple of Bee hives.

Also, it saves me a trip.

That just means I can dedicate more time this morning to reading TMCM.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC