It's Hard to Read the Cell Phone Screen. Apologies.
Comics is hard, kids. Wrote this one at work mostly. It's supposed to take place yesterday when Sara and I walked to pick up our comics. Tonight I finished Salter's "A Sport and a Pastime." It's a barnstormer of a little book, roaring in with all these tiny perfect images, knocking over your furniture and giving you an embarassing erection in public.
If you're wondering why Salter's on the phone, it's because he's still alive.
With these books done, though, there aren't any books in the pile. What does that mean? The return of an old friend.