Just finished another lovely deep-fried turkey. Wife wanted that to eat before she left tomorrow afternoon for Houston and radiation at MD Anderson . I exist to serve…dinner.
As I’ve mentioned, my machines have made me older that there are no such things as coincidences. This was seconded by a part-time pharmacist I work with. She’s also an illustrator. Her and her husband’s website is here. I’ve looked at their works and proposed that I commission them for either a webcomic or graphic novel. They’re more – allow (mich-allow?) me to blunt here – much more ‘artsy-fartsy’ than Will is, so I had to see a story that is more in line with their style.
The opening scene is below the fold. Thoughts?
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