Lately, I had more flares of pain than usual, so been kinda quiet here. It sucks being disabled, mostly I have spent half the day in bed and then tried to pick myself up to be a good father when the kids get hom. That is why I am so happy that I have an archive of pages, so if I can not draw for a week or two, there is still something being posted.
But enough misery, I still need to explore every nook and cranny in Spider-Man: Miles Morales, get some coffee in my morning whiskey, and try to find out where my bloody left shoe is at. Last seen in the hands of a suspiciously happy one-year-old.
