Update: Well, the comic is in the can, but Q pointed out that we need all hands on deck this week while the weather holds. So expect comic posting to be sparse.

Codex here. Sipping bourbon around the bonfire…

I could be finishing today’s comic. In a little while, I will be finishing today’s comic…

But d’ya see that pile? We have two weeks to get it burned, shredded, and/or composted. So my l33t Manga Studio skills are not nearly as important as my ability  to haul, chop, and shred.

I got the death rose (Pleine de grace) pruned, too. So there’s that. MOAR firewood, right?

See you tomorrow!

Family stuff came up. Really, really important family stuff. Plus it’s snowing and we’re going to try to get to Portland from Seattle tomorrow.

I guarantee the comic will be later this week, probably Wednesday. It’s disappointing to me, but we’ve been absolutely *SLAMMED* the past couple of weeks; but Monday’s comic (now Wednesday) and the New Years comic (hopefully by Sunday) are two of my favorites. Continue reading →

Yeah, it’s clickbait. Kinda.

First: Merry Christmas! We’ve been having trouble getting into the Christmas Spirit so I’ve forced the fam to 1) turn on Christmas lights; 2) go tree “shopping”; and 3) listen to Christmas Music. Like Sabaton.

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I was supposed to have a couple of written pieces published by now. Not happening. I’m having a bit of a rough go. I’ll get over it.

They *are* in process, but… wildlife happened. Wildlife and trials. Wildlife, trials, victories, and celebratory whisky. But I’m blaming wildlife.

On Wednesday, a bobcat came sauntering down our driveway. At first I thought it was a stray dog – we get them from time to time – but as I was putting on my shoes to try to corral him… something was off. Continue reading →

Codex’s Birthday takes place at an awkward time of year. It sandwiches itself right between Christmas and our Anniversary. That’s three things to celebrate in a week, and that’s one too many for me to handle. Which of those three would you boot? I guarantee you’d be wrong. Entirely wrong. Continue reading →