HackArtober #12 (Scanned A Week late, Because It Was Drawn A Week Late)

We two. We crappy two.

I met Rosie Grier when I was about 13, at a skateboard exhibition at the Nassau Coliseum. He was the celebrity host and I can't remember the connection my friend Michael Kemper's mom had with the affair, but we were backstage. I made him laugh with a Nixon joke.  It meant a lot to me, because it seemed like a genuine reaction. I wish I had seen The Thing With Two Heads at the time, I would have bugged the shit out of him with questions. 

Sorry I fell down on these. I never can hit my goals. Although I stopped giving myself grief earlier this year, because life's been throwing stuff at us pretty constantly. Things have been...well, things have not let up, let's just say. Had to delay recording the October episode of the Tear Them Apart podcast, do phone therapy sessions for two weeks and cancel yesterday's appointment, haven't been able to do a full mail run, etc. Things have just been unreal, and unfortunately will be for some time. The least of our problems is that the damned car acted up yesterday when Sarah was driving it ,so it looks like I'll be bringing it back to the garage. Probably a minor thing, possibly a loose hose, but we have enough to deal with to have to do another round of car trouble a week after getting the car back and spending oodles of dollars. Yes, oodles.  Many, many oodles. I don't want to do that walk home from the garage again, if nothing else. The downhill walk there I don't hate, the uphill one, well, I've got the body of a cartoonist, and hills make me breathe funny and feel stuff inside me, even if I walk slow. I'll walk slower. 

In nicer news, Winky the Pirate Cat got a Pirate Hat. Sarah and Ace found it in Target. Our cat chewed on the string like a maniac, which isn't exactly traditional buccaneer behavior, but it was very cute.