Enough With The Line Of Action, Already!
God willin' and the creek don't rise, I'll be moving onto another page of this thing we call the Preston Blair book. What can I do? The cats are fomenting mutiny and even good ol' Freddy F. wants my mortal soul! ("Brimstones / Meet the Brimstones / They're a bunch of stone-aged Anti-Christs..." Egads! This stuff writes itself!)
With any luck, I'll have some serious studying and drawing time this weekend. See youse Monday, amigos! (That's Spanish for "friends!")