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.   

Holy crap, it is soon Valentine’s Day, which I almost forgot this year! Do you know who did not forget? My wife, that is who. My darling gave me a copy of Insomniac’s fantastic Spider-Man: Miles Morales for the PS4! So I know how my weekend is going to be spent! I will lock the kids in a shed, then game away. Or first, I have to find and/or build a shed to lock them into. Maybe I just let them play in the snow and bar the doors? Not sure yet, but gaming will happen one way or another! And backrubs, the wife will get backrubs. She deserves them, in plural even! 

The weather outside is frightful

We have no fire that’s delightful

and since I got places to go

Please don’t snow, please don’t snow, please don’t snow!   

What a fucking start on the New Year. Like, what the hell? 

The title says it all! If you want a further uncomprehensive text of my farewell to this shit-kicked vomit bucket of a year, head on over to this week’s Curly update! 

It’s getting cold outside, not even the dog wants to go out freely anymore. And this is just the start of it because winter here gets COLD. I am talking about snot freezing in your nose cold. The polar bears are like “Nah man, I’m good. Fetch me a blanket, will you?” Our landlord has not turned on the heat yet, so every morning is like deciding if I am going to freeze to death or sleep until spring. Or that might just be me?

I have been reading comics since before I was even able to actually read. My parents often used to buy me a comic book just to keep me quiet. One of my earlier memories was looking through an old issue of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, making up my own stories to the pictures. So, I really did not read the comics, I just kinda looked at them. Nonetheless, I enjoyed them and still do. 

One modern comic-strip I enjoy nowadays is Crabgrass by Tauhid Bondia (I really hope that I spelled that right). I first found it on Instagram and it gave me this old school, Peanuts or Calvin & Hobbes feelgood vibes. From what I can gather, Bondia is an indie webcomic artist and an all-around cool cat who deserves a shoutout. So check out Crabgrass comics on either Instagram or GoComics for some good laughs.   

I keep forgetting to post these thumbnail posts!