My latest submission to Epilogue.net has been posted. It’s from the last Worlds of Cthulhu, number 2. The illustrations I’m working on currently are for the sequel/continuation of an article on playing Call of Cthulhu in the Wild West.

The lawn has become a little jungle. The most jungly lawn on the block. Paliki adores it. She sleeps in the middle of it and dreams jungle cat dreams.

But I’ve borrowed back the lawn mower and tomorrow is yard waste day for the garbagemen. When the hour is decent for lawn mower noise I clear cut the jungle.

I found this illustration by Bethany Berg while looking at new contributions to Epilogue.net. Good lord. Berg is fifteen. I still don’t draw that well. May she live a long and productive life.

A new Gamera movie has been planned.

Still working my way through the illustrations for the Worlds of Cthulhu assignment. To anyone who has been expecting to hear from me and hasn’t – please don’t hold your breath waiting. Blue is not your color.

The Big Book of Cults by Ben Counter is available from Chaosium. It’s got a cover and a few interior illustrations by me. I hadn’t intended to do the cover. I’d done the illustration for one of the interior articles and I guess Ben decided it fit for the cover.

Finished my Strange Eggs story. I’m not sure when the issue will be published. The first issue is just out so probably the next will be available in two or three months.

Finished Wicked. I enjoyed it. It’s one of those enjoy-the-ride novels; meaning that the ending wasn’t exactly satisfying but the events of the story and the way the story is told is engaging enough that I can forgive the lack of resolution. Which is fine. I didn’t expect it. Lack of resolution is probably part of the point. Elphaba was a great character. Not much of a witch. Also part of the point. It’s not a book to read if you haven’t seen the Movie. That’s obviously the inspiration for the story. Maguire uses Baum’s novels as base for his Oz but if you’d simply read Baum you’d have a very different Glinda and Wicked Witch of the West in your head. If you’d seen the Movie you could probably read Wicked without having read Baum. You’d miss a lot of the references but you’d probably still enjoy the story. Or at least get the story. Being as it’s a Tragedy I’m not sure if “enjoy” is the right term.

Opened the boxes that Luvset sent. I figured that since I had scanning to do anyway I might as well pull out the minis that I needed jpegs of. Oops. It’s worse than I guessed. While it looks like some of my minicomics are in there the bulk of the contents is something far scarier. Other people’s minicomics. Old correspondence. Crap. The boxes got closed up again. If I start looking through them it will be hours before I’m done. Best to leave them safely packed until we’re moved.

Today I do my best to eat through my Worlds of Cthulhu assignment.

The credits ran. Derek asked, “So which was better, this or Return of the Sith?”

To which I replied, “This, definitely.”

Nizzibet enjoyed herself. That was good. She’s often espressed a bafflement to the appeal of Godzilla. Godzilla: Final War did something that most Godzilla movies don’t. It never stopped moving. Scenes of people standing around talking, going over the latest pseudoscience, were short. Lots of action sequences. Lots of monsters.

Complaints? Too much Gigan. Godzilla’s head redesign gives him fragile looking duck jaws. Beyond that, why complain? It was a Big Loud Crazy Stupid Godzilla movie. Much as I love Godzilla most Godzilla movies are Stupid. Not all of them are Big and Crazy.

Shusuke Kaneko’s Gamera Trilogy looked at kaiju through a serious, epic lense. Godzilla: Final Wars gets drunk and parties. If this really is the last Godzilla movie for a decade it’s a good note to end on.

There was an episode of the original Star Trek where the Enterprise landed on a world of superspeeded up people, people who lived their lives so fast that they couldn’t be seen by normal human senses. As a kid I thought that was pretty cool. There were plenty of times when I would have loved to be able to speed myself up so I could … well, as I kid I’m pretty sure I wasn’t thinking of getting more things done. I’m pretty sure I was thinking of using such a power for mischief if not downright Evil. I was a good kid who regularly contempted the violent death of most of the human race.

Now that I’m grown up and mature and all I’d just like some more time to get things done that I actually care about. Yeah, I know. Fuss. Whine.

Yesterday I got a couple of packages from Luvset that probably had my minicomics in them. I set the packages aside because I didn’t want to get sidetracked into going down memory lane. So much to do. Dishes. Making dinner. Finished the inking for the second page of the Strange Eggs story. Finished entirely the first page. Many illustrations to complete for Worlds of Cthulhu. Got a few more pages of script for Oz Squad. I’ll have to look through my back issues (and I’m missing #10 so I can’t be sure) but I think I get to be the first artist to draw Dorothy and Ozma kissing. Yay me!

I’m at work. One of my new responsibilities is to enter credit card charges into QuickBooks. It’s a responsibility that I acquired after our previous bookkeeper hadn’t gotten to it for almost three weeks. I’ve tried making entries here and there throughout the day but that really doesn’t work. There are too many to catch up on and during the day, while the phone is ringing and clients are stressed out because they are faced with computer, I’d rather not also be trying to remember where I left off in making entries. This morning I’m in early to get everything caught up.

Tomorrow I add doing credit card charges to my list of daily activities. That should make it easy.