I haven’t ’stacked in about a week, which defeats the purpose of my daily comic, sure, but it’s been all re-runs anyway because I’m at the tail-end of moving house… I may have mentioned this in the last post.
Once I realized my bed-frame came apart and fit in the back of a Honda HRV, I cancelled the movers and did it all myself! As such, I’ve been so busy loading up carfuls of shite and driving them 20 minutes away, I haven’t had chance to work on anything, much to mine and my clients’ chagrin. But the final move-out inspection is on Monday and then I’m free! Free to draw wieners on Instagram for little to no reward, and to settle in to the new office I electrocuted myself whilst painting (still need to draw the comic about that.)
But the big news is, after years of pleading, scheming, finagling and string-pulling, I finally have my own space at San Diego Comic Con. I’ll be an exhibitor at Table H-02, which can easily be remembered as it’s the chemical formula for Hydroperoxyl!
So I’ll see you in San Diego! I may even have new stuff if I can hit the printing deadlines I’ve almost definitely missed while driving old copies of Viz magazine up the 101 freeway.