Yesterday we got back from a short trip to Pittsburgh, took Emily to the Children's Museum, went to some thrift shops and used bookstores (found a copy of the Gus Arriola Gordo book on the cheap, a 50's paperback of wordless gag strips for a buck, and Sarah found an old parody of home repairs books which "stars" Carl Reiner in a series of photographs), ate Pittsburgh food, had a nice time. Never got to play pinball like I planned, but what can you do.
Spent Mother's Day with a couple of mothers.
There's a release party for the Beth Cooper book tomorrow night which I'm going to, Tuesday is the signing with the author. Which means I have a lot of work to catch up on later this week/next week, finishing the last bits of BBP #1, and making the final lines on paper for the Mad job, which has been given yet another new deadline. It's pretty much done, I have to draw some small images for Sarah to drop into the double-page spread. I'm really, really, really glad that part of the gig is over. Hand-killer.
When I finish that stuff up I can try to get a long-delayed, nearly completed script done for Bongo, finish up some Mad Kids pitches, get the Milk and Cheese vinyl set box design done. The figures are almost approved, I keep meaning to take photos of the new prototypes but I never get around to it. I think they look pretty solid.
The negotiations for the DHC series I'm supposed to write are back on track, so hopefully that'll get resolved soon because I figured out the first issue more or less and am itching to write it. I haven't been doing any real writing lately and while I can't say I really miss it, because I kind of hate the entire writing process, I am fairly excited about starting this project. I think. Anyway, I sure can use the work.
I made my life simpler and much more comfortable by deleting a batch of website/message board bookmarks the other day. Got rid of anything I wasn't enjoying, or, worse, was actively pissing me off every time I looked at it. Message boards, especially. Yeesh. Needless irritation. I'm not saying I'll never check one out ever again, but...yeesh. No matter what the subject, they all eventually boil down to the neediest cretins and class clowns posting about themselves and one another. Life's too short and stupid enough as it is, why cram more morons into it when you don't have to. Six months from now I'll probably be tearing my hair out again, lurking on some board and wishing I could slap everyone posting to it in the face with a cricket paddle, but hopefully that won't be the case. I quit looking at a slew of boards a while back and it stuck, I guess I just need to shrug them off in stages. Wish me luck. Maybe there's a message board for people who hate message boards. Cripes, that would be some hellhole.