Another day off, another page down. Still gotta pick up the pace. The tracks seem to take longer and longer to get done.

 Don't have it in me to work on a comics page but I did want to make something. This is one I've been wanting to do for awhile. 99 Mt. Auburn St. was somewhere I spent 14 years. Even if every moment wasn't gold, I was happier there than in any job I've had since. I started at the Million Year Picnic when I was 19 and left when I was 33. There is a part of me that never left. Though it's in a basement and the climate was never what I wanted it to be, I could see the sky and I was surrounded by comics. I want to do an interior painting at some point, with real paint. For now, this will serve as a decent reminder.

 Not nearly as much movement as last week but still some progress. Page 271, I'm particularly happy with the Smatt image in the upper left. Things are feeling a little Vegas-y and that's ok.