On the DEWLine 2.0: Dwight Williams

We've got a lot of crap coming down on a lot of people lately. Again. On a continuing basis.

I've been dealing with the tail-end of a...not sure if it's a flu bug, asthma, a cold, some combination thereof? Whatever it is, it's something that usually happens around this time of the season. It's painful(often), inconvenient(always), and...well, we won't dwell on the rest of that, okay? TMI turf, yes?

Despite this, I still managed to chase down day-job leads, promote Kagemono in one or three different places, and get some order back into the studio spaces of the basement again.

Not a bad way to spend a day.

Should only be to die. Die. DIE. Preferably in as quick and humiliating a fashion as can be devised for it.

(To any govt. officials scanning this posting anywhere on Earth, if you or someone in your families has suffered for the best part of a week from such affliction at any point, I suspect you will sympathize. Strongly.)