Friends, you may have noticed there was no comic yesterday.  I am sincerely apologetic! But there is a good reason for it, that being: I am moving.  Indeed, I am moving from both my homes: the oboe studio and my apartment. All of my reed equipment is packed into my car, my scanner is in a box somewhere, and my pens are scattered hither and yon.  I did draw comics for this week–three of them, in fact, in purple ink–but they are nowhere to be found either, and as my scanner is buried in detritus, you can see my dilemma.

I am still journal-blogging this week (although I didn’t make it to TranSpectra last night, hence there not being a post), and there will be a lovely article tonight when I get home from David Lang/Elevated and ETC! Be excited.

In conclusion, I have determined that in future I shall give up collecting books and begin collecting feathers. My back is killing me.