My list of things to blog about grows longer and longer. I don’t feel like getting into a big post right now, but here are a couple of amusements. First, it’s my brother’s birthday today (okay, it’s after midnight, so technically it was yesterday). Hooray! He rocks. Also, he saves lives, which is a fairly rockin’ thing to do. Also, he’s my one-stop medical story consultant, which is cool. I’m not paying him anything, though, so I’d better continue to give him compliments on the blog here or he might get disgruntled and cut me off, in which case I’d have to turn to… my sister.

Anyways. Happy birthday, Mike!

I just finished knitting a hat. Now, I can handle paying $12 for a pattern from an independent shop owner and all, especially when it’s cute. But gosh darn it, not when it’s WRONG. And there are no ERRATA. Boo. So now I’ve got this oversized conehead thing going on. I might not be brave enough to leave the house with it. Leland says, “it looks like a Norman helmet! Eleventh century! It’s even got the rivets!” Actually, it looks like a Hershey’s kiss, only purple and ill-fitting. I point out that he didn’t even try to pretend that it doesn’t look ridiculous in that “Aww, that’s cute, honey” kind of way.

Let’s see… what else? Broke Jeff’s early evening inking trance yesterday to meet up for a beer. He tells me that our story, “The Dog Lady,” will drop in ish 6 of Cryptic magazine, not ish 5 as initially expected, because of some coloring issues. So we’ll continue to hold for that. In the meantime, he’s got a tasty Dr. Gore piece for the picking in ish 4, out now. Also, I feel compelled to warn you that Jeff will be on the run from Dr. Gore for the next few months, hiding out at comics conventions. So stop by with the good wishes and the safe harbor if you happen to be where he’s at. Next stop, Wizard World Chicago, which is a couple of weekends from now. Details on his MySpace page.

Amusing non-sequitur from today’s email: “hey, if you want to do the Yeti book, we can do the Yeti book.”

That’s all I gots.