At the same time.

I’d like to begin this morning by wishing a very Happy Birthday to Dave and Momma Jane. Be sure to wish them a happy one too.

Also, Happy Chop Suey Day!

Yesterday was a physical and emotional rollercoaster for me.

For absolutely no reason whatsoever.

I mean, I’m sure there is a reason.

I just don’t know why in the course of a day I would feel fatigued to the point of faintness, nauseated and crampy, super guilt ridden over buying comics, ridiculously happy about a salad, and then, of course, wide awake come bedtime.

My body is fucking out of whack.

Or something.

Maybe Neptune is in second grade or whatever.

I have no fucking idea.

I just know that I have shit to do and I’m gonna do it whether or not my body is going haywire or not.

I’ll just have to shit my pants, clean myself up, and get back to work.

Today is Thursday.

A weirdly calm one.

I have a meeting this morning.

After that I don’t have much until the kiddos get out of school.

If it’s a nice day I’m going to mow.

If it’s a shitty day I’m going to work in the studio.

Sunday I’ve got Great Scott and Bob, Son of Burle coming down to shoot video of the studio and me printing for a project they are working on.

And right now the studio is a disaster.

Because: life.

Tomorrow I’m having coffee with the Blacksmith before work.

Saturday is yard and/or studio day again.

Sunday we make the moving pictures.

That’s all I know about the world right at this moment.

Now is coffee time.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC