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Day 747: New Normal
Artwork tonight is from Peter Elson. A really solid work day today. This decision to start my day with my writing hour has been genius. For reals. I mean, I know what you're thinking, oh regular-blog-reader of mine..."but, haven't you already had that epihpany, like,...
Day 746: Hey Lady
So the Ho and I have both decided, well, she came up with it and I agreed...we both decided that Coco calls me "Papa" and she called Liz "Hey Lady." Such sass, right? It might actually be shiftin the other way recently since she's been spending so much time with Liz...
Day 745: Quickie
It's late now, so tonight is a quick one. I worked, wrote, and played some Skyrim. Life is good 😛
Day 744: Snuggletown USA
As I was just telling the Ho, we can always tell when the weather has taken a turn for the coldness because all the sudden, Cooper, aka Mr. I sleep on the floor by myself turns into Mr. Snuggles. He's currently curled up between my legs with as much of himself pressed...
Day 743:Â Interpreter
Man, no idea what tonight's title is going to be. It was another "odd" off-day. I feel like my whole routine has been thrown into turmoil since taking on the new job. I was talking to Josh about that today 😛 More on that in a hot sec. But, yeah, turmoil. It's not a...
Day 742: Sanity Clause
Damnit! It's another late night writing the blog 😛 I was watching Marx Brothers clips on youtube and now it's 12:30 in the am. The bear is home. I did my writing. The cold open to my latest Icarus draft is written. Tomorrow I tackle the first act. The pups are curled...
Day 741: Quickie
Worked all day. Now, I is tired. I wrote. Hell to the muthafukkin yeah. That was the win of the day, sitting down to do that. It was a challenge. The Ho comes home tomorrow, and right now Coops is pressed up against me on the bed. He never does that. Such a sweetie....
Day 740: Solids
Tonight's art from Ralph Mcquarrie is concept art for Empire. That's insane, right?! Boom. Work day, accomplished. I'm feelin better too. I didn't mean to leave the "g" off that "feelin," but I did, and now we're talkin cowboy for the rest of the night. Full work day,...
Day 739: The Writing’s the Thing
These days off, man...they can kill me sometimes. I was vacillating between feeling damned happy and carefree, and an absolute wreck all day. About nothing at all, really, in either case. Just the feels...you know...because I wasn't actually doing anything. It...
Day 738: Rogid Cormanberg
More dope massive-object work form Syd Mead I'm feeling....somewhat better. Better than yesterday. I think. No, I know I am. The crash down from taking acetameophin isn't nearly as dramatic as it had been for the previous two days. Success! Got my hairs cut...