I'm home. Come back home with me!(click here).

Later, Cali.

So, here's the pre-round-up. Tri-word hyphenation! Beat that.

I am going home sunday. I am so ready. Smell ya later California. See ya, wouldn't want to be ya. etc.

I'm depressed. Not because I'm leaving, probably because I didn't leave sooner. Too long with nothing really to do.

My 2 main goals were to get something going drawing-wise, which I did, so good.
The other was to lose some weight, which I did not do, despite rather concerted efforts. That sucks.

4 months is a long time to be aimless and not around your stuff or people. I'm not complaining. A break is a break, and someone less conflicted probably would have used their free time better and whatever, but that is not my concern. Or rather, that's what I keep telling myself.

Look, we saw lots of stuff. I loved all the road trips and all the visits to SF, that stuff was great. I loved the hot tub. I loved the dishwasher. Loved having a car. All the rest, the whole being in America part... didn't love that so much. I knew that would happen so no big surprises there. I've always appreciated Canada, an appreciation which has been freshly renewed.

That's that. I'm going home. We'll see what happens back there. I'll let you know.

That hat is so wiener.

Visited SF for the last time this weekend. Highlights:

1. Flamboyant man in silver spandex with 10 inch speakers mounted to his bike, blasting Journey - Don't Stop Believing.

2. 2 hipster German men in a vintage shop deciding which full-on toque with pom-poms to buy. One was trying them on with the other offering decisive comments like: "Ya, this one, I don't think so. This one is fat man in jogging pants walking around Vienna, full of sausage."

3. Ordering a million things from our favourite vegan restaurant AND dessert. In your face Richard Simmons.

4.Climbing a trillion steps to get to the top of a hill with a tree and a bench and no one else but us and a 360 degrees view of all of San Francisco.

5. Nearly getting knocked ass over tea kettle by ferocious wind, ocean side, while the pacific heaved and hoed.


Photos here.

Also, I was feeling very poopy so T brought me these beautiful flowers. Flowers rule.

Peectures.

Photos from the weekend, click here: peeeeee.


Of course I took your suggestion Joby.

Grr.

Obviously, I'm not keeping pace with drawing updates. So!!! Don't bug me! I'm grumpy.

Now that I have a long story stretched out ahead of me, I'm more interested in planning it out than drawing other stuff. It's an adjustment period. Plus, I go back in 2 weeks. I'm not sure what that has to do with anything but it's affecting me unconsciously.

So, I have more panels roughed out and will be adding and will continue this blog as well as the other, but check weekly instead of daily. That's my advice. I haven't given up, just changed my strategy.

And that's the way it is. Did I mention I was grumpy? I am. Oh and by the way, I will probably draw and write about you. Don't sue me.

Chased a balloon this weekend. Sounds like something Polkaroo would do but he wouldn't have had all the beeping devices we had or a Volvo driven by a Dutchman who insisted on playing Rammstein cd's for 2 hours.Go here for Balloon chase photos or be square.

Rammstein are hilariously bad. For extra fun, I like to picture German superstar Heino as the singer whenever I hear them. Try it sometime.



Yeesh. German Sheppards, heavenly rays, stay-pressed turquoise blue pants...it is a goal of mine to recreate this photo with myself as the subject. Let me know if you can help me out with the temporary loan of dogs, pants or heavenly rays.

Kitchener and me continued

Uggg, wrenching the story out ever so slowly...big project...must fight urge to bail...reserving energy...full sentences...impossible.

The one.

I think I have begun the big one. It's not coloured in yet, these are just the outlines and it's coming along slow, but I think this is it. The beginning of the whole story.