Well it is for antisocial sociopaths, anyway.

I guess that’s kind of redundant.

If one is diagnosed with antisocial disorder, they are a sociopath.

Whatever.

The word of the day is: Plethora.

[ pleth-er-uh ] noun overabundance; excess: a plethora of advice and a paucity of assistance. Pathology Archaic. a morbid condition due to excess of red corpuscles in the blood or increase in the quantity of blood.

I love that this originally meant you had too much blood.

I already liked the word.

Now I love it.

Yesterday was a pretty relaxed day.

I managed to avoid doing a lot of manual labor.

But I puttered around enough to get my steps in for the day.

I took a nap.

I read some of “Fun Home” by Alison Bechdel.

It’s amazing.

This is the kind of book that I should’ve read in 2006 when it came out, but didn’t because I was too busy not reading comics.

This one really drives home the point of exactly what I was missing out on at the time.

I’m so grateful to have the opportunity to catch back up on comics.

Sometimes I have to remind myself just how lucky I am.

I’ve got a pretty great life.

I’m married to my best friend, we have a fucking insane house, and the kids aren’t assholes all the time.

And I have the opportunity to be back into reading comics in a time where I can literally send the artists and writers messages with a chance they’ll respond back.

When I used to read comics you could maybe write a letter or go to a con.

That was it.

That was how you interacted with the creators of comics.

Now we can have conversations via social media and directly fund work that we want to see made via crowdfunding.

I mean, I sent Brandon Graham a message asking him to go to a used bookstore near his house to sign a book that I was about to buy and they wouldn’t let him sign it because of COVID and so he felt so bad that he couldn’t go sign a used book for me that he made me an original drawing as a bookmark and mailed it to me.

If shit like that had happened when I was a kid my head would’ve exploded.

To be fair, it kind of exploded anyway.

It’s weird to think that my kids will never live in a world where they can’t participate in the lives of the people they admire.

Whoa.

That went somewhere unexpected.

There’s your deep thought for the day.

I hope that that is a litmus test of how this week will be.

Bring on some introspection.

I’m game.

For now I will content myself with this coffee and the few moments of calm before today goes apeshit.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC