Skook WiP #64

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Good morning! Have you had your coffee yet? Perhaps you prefer tea? Either is good.

Drink up and read on!

These Days

Before I started writing this morning I cleaned 302 spam comments out of my comment queue. Most of them were attempts to get injected onto the Morgo the Mighty page. I glance at every comment before I mark it for deletion. I’m willing to consider the possibility that a comment is actually attempt to communicate rather than just another toxic bot infestation. No luck today.

At the day job I got to drive my truck, that is, the truck assigned to my route all week. After weeks of needing to borrow trucks from other routes and having to hunt for the keys for said trucks because the carriers don’t put the keys in the slots by the timeclock where they belong, it was relaxing to be able to just grab my key and start up a familiar truck. I’m also a little surprised to find out that I’m kind of a neat freak compared to many of my fellow carriers. I don’t leave personal items, rubber bands, trash or much of anything in the truck at the end of the day. While I do consider the vehicle to be “my truck” I want it to be clean and ready if someone else needs to use it.

There’s a layer of grime on the dashboard that came with truck when I took over the route six years ago. I made a cursory attempt to clean it then. I only made a slight dent. I’m now considering applying soap and water to it next week. There’s nothing like having to deal with other folks’ messes to inspire me to make my environment even neater.

At home, I’m sorting books. I work at it until I reach the nine box limit that Half Price Books will accept. I shift books around on the shelves for later consideration. The books I’m currently thinking I’ll be keeping for the long term I move to the set of free standing bookshelves that I expect will accompany us to wherever we go whenever we go. There are stacks of magazines and comics on the top of the built in bookshelves. I’ve begun moving those down to lower shelves.

I have one copy of Misspent Youths #1. I have many copies of issues 2-5. What do I do with them? Many copies of Last Dangerous Christmas. A couple of copies of GLYPH #1. Multiple copies of later issues of both the magazine and the tabloid version. What do I do with them?

Once I’ve gotten the books managed I’ve got comics to sort. Half Price Books sells back issues of comics but I doubt if it’s the best place to take them. HPB has a computerized inventory of their books and they have a computerized set up for making offers on books brought for sale. Comics? Nope. I’ve checked their website. They do offer back issues but finding what they have available is tricky. I know someone who works for the company and he tells me that, while they do buy comics, it’s best to bring them in when there’s a buyer available who knows comics.

Mugshots

Today’s process GIF is of a cat who knows where it’s at. All the its.

This critter can be found on mugs in my Zazzle store and all sorts of other schtuff in my Redbubble store.

The happy fellow above is the latest addition to my collection of greeting card designs in my Zazzle store.

That’s it for this week. Thank you so much reading. I hope you didn’t spill that drink on anything important.

See you next time!

Skook WiP #63

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Huzzah!

You’re back! I’m back! Let’s get started.

These Days …

My postal truck broke down back at the beginning of November. It sat in the station’s parking lot for about a month before vehicle maintenance took it away. I got injured in early December and spent most of the month at home so I didn’t really notice that the truck didn’t come back. Once I was working again I noticed. And noticed. Every day I’d come in to work, check the board to see which routes were being broken up that day and then go looking for the keys to the truck assigned to one of those routes. I’d ask the supervisors if they could check on my vehicle’s status. They’d promise to do so. And maybe they would try. More likely the many other things that would immediately demand their attention would push my request out of their mind.

On Tuesday, mostly as a joke, I filled out a repair ticket for my vehicle. In the box asking for a description of the problem I wrote “Vehicle missing for four months.” Perhaps the incantation created by properly filled out paperwork had an effect because I got a call from the supervisor later in the day. He’d found my truck. Vehicle maintenance had farmed out replacing the engine to the Pep Boys. And then … forgot about it. The vehicle had been sitting at a Pep Boys somewhere for weeks.

It was sitting in the station parking lot when I finished my route.

Yay!

Except.

On Wednesday, when I went to check the vehicle and make sure all its systems worked, I discovered that the cargo bay was half filled with a huge plastic shipping container. A huge, very heavy, shipping container. Whoever had returned the truck had failed to remove the old engine from the back of the truck. They might not even have noticed it was there.

Fortunately our parcel volumes have been light of late so I was able to get all my deliveries into the truck. Unfortunately, halfway through the day the right front tire started losing air. Standard procedure would be for me to call a supervisor and have another truck brought out to me. That sort of thing usually meant a half an hour wait when we were properly staffed. These days? I just drove the truck back to the station, filled out a new repair ticket, and switched out the mail into one of the currently unused vehicles sitting in the lot. By the time I was done the tire was completely flat.

I had Thursday off.

Today I’ll go into work and maybe I’ll have a vehicle that works with a cargo bay that isn’t being used to store an engine block.

Maybe.

Mugshots

This week’s mug design process GIF is a sort of Balinese demon mask as interpretted by Jack Kirby while channelling Phillipe Druillet. Kinda.

You can find this happy face on a mug in my Zazzle store and all sorts of other schtuff in my Redbubble store.

Also

My plan is to do a new mug design a weekfor the year – 52 for 2022. That won’t take up all my time. I’m also doing a variety of more general and more specific designs. The one bellow is one of my Happy Monster blank greeting cards.

It’s currently available only in my Zazzle store.

I hope your week goes well. If you have a weekend, I hope it is as relazing or as exciting as you need it to be. If weekends are not part of your schedule, I hope you find joy in whatever you’re spending your time.

Thank you for letting me visit. See you next week!

Skook WiP #62

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Greetings!

Today is not the Apocalypse. It might feel like it but it’s not. At least, it’s not the one pop culture keeps insisting that it is.

From Wikipedia:
Apocalypse has come to be used popularly as a synonym for catastrophe, but the Greek word apokálypsis, from which it is derived, means a revelation.[7] It has been defined by John J Collins as “a genre of revelatory literature with a narrative framework, in which a revelation is mediated by an otherworldly being to a human recipient, disclosing a transcendent reality which is both temporal, in that it envisages eschatological salvation, and spatial, insofar as it involves another, supernatural world.”[15] Collins later refined his definition by adding that apocalypse “is intended to interpret present, earthly circumstances in light of the supernatural world and of the future, and to influence both the understanding and the behaviour of the audience by means of divine authority.”[15]

The divine sends messages. Whether we get them depends on whether we’re tuned to listen.

These Days ...

Wake up around 3 am. Drink two cups of coffee while internet scrolling/uploading designs/completing designs in Photoshop/doing marketing stuff. Wake up the house. Make and eat breakfast. Get into the uniform. Drive to work. Sort mail. Deliver mail. Have lunch. Go back to delivering mail. Return to the station and sort the undeliverable mail. Shop on the way home. Have dinner while watching something entertaining. Work on art. Get ready for bed. Sleep.

Repeat.

There are variations each day. I work on different designs. We have different meals. On days off I cook or spend more time on art or we run errands together. There are doctor visits and trips to Costco and. lately, trips to sell books at Half Price Books.

The routine could be comforting. It could be boring. It’s both. Of course. Life is rarely just one thing or another.

I think about Apocalypses regularly because our culture seems to be obsessed with them. Mostly it seems to be obsessed with the end of the world version. Pop culture has been feeding us different varieties of doom for decades. At least one of our dominant religions thrives on reminding us that we are in the End Times. The pandemic continues. Russia invades Ukraine. The song says, “No one can convince me we aren’t gluttons for our doom”.

But …

People still have children. People still make plans. Start businesses. Go out in the sun. Fall in love. Engage in life as if life will go on. That’s one of the harder things for me pay attention to when I’m feeling/thinking like I’m stuck. Life is not black and white, either/or, good/bad. It’s a mix. It’s a continuum. Once upon a time, realizing this was an epiphany. Now it’s something of which I have to remind myself.

Stories of doom and hubris and failure and survival are valuable. They’re also easy. A story, we are told, requires conflict. It’s not a story unless someone is disagreeing with someone else. Nonsense. I do think we need more stories of cooperation and caring and carrying on. We model ourselves on what we can see. We follow the examples we are shown. Or we resist them. Or, most often, we do a little of both.

What am I talking about?

Mostly I’m reminding myself, again, that life is complicated. The thoughts that my brain feeds my consciousness are only as good as the inputs my brain is getting. If most of what l I’m seeing is tedious doom then most of my thoughts will circle around that doom. Different perspectives are needed. It might be time to see the world as a cat does. Or a bird. Or a tree. Or as another human does. Preferable a human who isn’t stuck in the same spiral I am.

The divine sends messages. “We are complicated. Our lessons are complicated. Be at peace with complication. Remember to dance.”

Mugshots

This week’s process GIF features two things everyone loves – pirates and pandas. I’d like to think that I was the first person to think of combining these two flavors but, after I’d finished this design I took a look online and, wow, there are a lot of other versions of the idea. I do like my version the best.

This design is available on mugs in my Zazzle store and all sort of other schtuff in my Redbubble store.

Colors Out of Space

Below are the second and third illustrations I did as page fillers for Midnight Echo #6. The black and white version is what appeared in the magazine. The color version are new and can found on schtuff in my stores.

That’s it for this week.

May your apocalypse be epiphany.

May you find joy in complexity.

Remember to dance.

Skook WiP #61

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Greetings! Salutations! Hello!

Another Friday. Another collection of words and images delivered to your inbox. Or experienced at my regular website. Either way, thank you taking the time to read.

These Days

I had a lucky confluence of scheduling so I ended up with three days “off” in a row. Sundays are days off for regular carriers, Monday was a federal holiday, and Tuesday was my scheduled day off this week. I put off in quotation marks because it was a busy three days. We’re in the process of planning for retirement and preparing to move to a smaller apartment. I’m not elligible for retirement for a few years and we don’t intend to move this year but we’re getting ourselves as ready as we can for both. And both situations probably mean relocating. Seattle is an expensive city. We love our current apartment and we get along great with our landlord so I’m hoping we can manage to stay here until I do actually retire. A move, however, will come. When it does I want it to be simple. That means having a minimum of stuff to move.

Our stuff is mostly my stuff. Books. Magazines. Comics. Artwork. Right now we’re expecting the art to move with us. The books, magazines, and comics? Some of it will come. Most of it is being sorted for other destinations. I’m starting with the books because they’re already out on shelves and therefore easier to sort. The process of sorting the books involves a lot of detachment on my part. I love books. I’ve loved having a big library. I’ve also been expecting to need to rehome most of the library at some point. I’d rather do it myself than leave it for someone else.I took nine boxes to Half Price Books on Monday and another nine on Tuesday. Nine boxes is their limit for a drop in sale.

I’ve worked at both Half Price Books and Powells Books so I have low expectations about what I will be paid for the books. If I wanted to get the “full value” of a book I’d need to set up an ebay shop and sell it directly to a customer. That’s an investment of time that I’m not willing to put in. With the pandemic and booming online sales there’s a better chance that what I bring to HPB will find another home. When I worked at HPB back in the 20th Century they didn’t have a computerized inventory. The only way to know if a book was in the store was to look on the shelf. The only way to know if a book was in another HPB was call that store. Estimating what to pay for book was as much art as science.

Currently HPB has their entire inventory of all their books in all their stores online and searchable. I have friends who still work for the company so I know a bit about how they do things now. When one of their employees buys books their offer is generated by the computer based on inventory and previous sales. They still have to look up weird one off stuff but there’s a lot less art and guesstimating.

The closest HPB to our place is in Southcenter. When I was accepting the buy offer on Tuesday one of the employees asked if I had worked for the company. I admitted that I had – twenty years ago. He said that they still get mail with my name on. My legacy. Heh.

Besides planning for the future I’m still dealing with health issues. On Tuesday, I had an MRI done on my right knee. I’ve got an appointment this morning with my orthopedist to go over the results, talk about treatment and, hopefully, get paperwork sorted with Workman’s Comp.

Mugshots

This week’s process GIF is sort of fan art of the Yellow Submarine. The recent release fo the new Beatles documentary reminded me of how much I enjoyed their music in general and that movie in particular. At first I planned to draw a yellow submarine but I decided it would be more fun (and less likely to trigger copyright infringement takedown notices) to design a new suhmarine of a different color.

This design can be found on mugs in my Zazzle shop and all sorts of other schtuff in my Redbubble store.

The Color of Space

The illustration below was originally done for the sixth issue of Midnight Echo, an Australian horror fiction magazine. It was published in 2011. It was a science fiction special. David Conyers, the editor of that issue, had asked me to do three illustrations to be used as placeholders throughtout the magazine. None of the images were attached to any of the selected stories. They seem to have been used to in lieu of commissioning specific illustrations for individual stories.

In my quest to make all of my art available on schtuff I’m coloring all of the Midnight Echo illustration and putting the colorized versions in my shops.

I will post the before and after versions of the other two illustrations in the next couple of weeks.

May today be a good day for you. May the days following be even better.

See you next week!

Skook WiP #60

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Greetings and salutations! I hope your week has gone well and you’re sliding into today with enthusiasm and good cheer.

These Days

My week has gone … okay.

I’m back working full time – that is, I’m delivering to all the addresses on my route. I’m wearing a knee brace and a back brace and I’m doing exercises at home to strengthen the parts of me that would prefer it if I just stayed home and spent my time drawing. I will be appealing my Workman’s Comp denial but to do that I’ve got to get one or both of my doctors to provide a medical diagnosis and write an essay about how my accident resulted in my injury. Bleah.

Every day starts with me checking the board to see which routes are being broken up for overtime delivery. Those route will have available vehicles. The vehicle assigned to my route has been gone for over two months now. At this point I’m guessing my route won’t have a vehicle until they start rolling out the new models in 2023.

Mail itself has been light, at least compared to that in the Fall and Christmas season. I’ve been delivering to addresses that I barely seen in the last two months. On Tuesday I pulled backed up mail out of a few mailboxes belonging to vacant addresses. The boxes have “Vacant” cards in them but some carriers just deliver mail to them anyway and the cards get buried. So more mail gets put in.

I’m saying hello to customers I haven’t seen since 2021. They’ve all been happy to see me. I’m sure they’re also happy to be getting their mail before sundown. I’ve heard stories of mail being delivered at seven, eight or later.

My knee continues to object to be active but, fortunately, the objection doesn’t get worse as the day goes on. Neither is it worse after a night of sleep. I’m walking my route, not striding.

One of the benefits on being back at the job is that I’m more focussed about my time otherwise. I’m spending less time scrolling the net, more time drawing or wrting.

Mugshots

This week’s process GIF is of an illustration of some werewolves and a badger playing poker. I’m sure it happens all the time.

The design is available on a mug in my Zazzle store.

The design is available on all kinds of schtuff in my Redbubble store.

Coming Attractions

I am often working on multiple designs/illustrations/ cartoons simultaneously. I like to be ahead of schedule. I use different tools for different effects so I will move from drawing to drawing using one brush or pen. When I ran out of 11×17 bristol board I concentrated on building up a backlog of concept sketches.  These were done on 8,5×11 cardstock. These sketches get converted to bluelines in Photoshop, blown up to fit the larger bristol board and then printed out. Most of the time I will ink directly on the blueline. Sometimes I want a more detailed illustration or I have a lot of corrections. In that case I do a pencil drawing over the blueline, rescan it, make a new blueline and print out that version for inking.

Here are a few of the images I’ve got lined up.








That’s it for this week.

Take care of yourself. Eat right and eat well. Enjoy yourself when you can.

Cheers!

Skook WiP #59

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These Days ...

Naps are wonderful things. Cats know this. They are champion nappers. I don’t take naps often enough. If I haven’t started a nap before noon I won’t take on that day. I won’t feel like I have enough time to properly enjoy it. If I’m tired I’d caffeinate instead.

I’ve been on vacation this week and I probably should be taking more naps. I’ve been getting up and going to bed on the same schedule as I would while working. I’m still caffeinating myself when I could be getting shuteye.

I am mostly enjoying myself. We’ve using this week to catch up on medical appointments. Sarah has a few for sciatica and nerve issues. I had a presurgery visit with the optometrist to measure my eyes and discuss lenses. I’ve got cataracts. In April, assuming the schedule works out, I will have them corrected, one eye at a time. It’s a weird thing for me to contemplate. My natural eye lense will be replaced by a plastic one. I was given a choise of lenses I can have installed. I have a budget so I couldn’t choose a lense that might (nothing is ever completely certain) allow me to be eyeglasses free. Since I am naturally nearsighted, the doctor recommended a lense that would allow me to read without glasses. I will then need to wear glasses for distance seeing. That seems fine. I’ve been wearing glasses for a few years now. I’m used them. My main motivation to have the surgery is to regain some night vision. I’ve been doing my best to avoid driving in unfamiliar places at night because, frankly, it’s not safe for me to do it any more. I can manage familiar roads okay because I know the landmarks and don’t need to read road signs.

I don’t love driving. I don’t dislike it. It’s a necessary activity here in a big American city with inefficient public transportation during a pandemic. It’s a big part of my job at USPS. I’m expecting the new lenses with make that part of my life easier.

Mugshots

This week’s process GIF is of a trio of witches making soup. Maybe. Maybe they are casting a spell. Or making oatmeal. You tell me.

This design is available on a mug in my Zazzle store and all sorts of schtuff in my Redbubble store.

Bonedeep Romance

I ran out of the 11×17 bristol board that I use for drawing my mug designs. I kept drawing layout sketches on 8.5×11 cardstock but but I wanted carry a design all the way to the finish. I also wanted to do something simpler (bolder?) than I habitually work up. With Valentine’s Day on my mind, the design below is the result.

This is what the design looks like on one of Redbubble’s t-shirts.

This is what it looks like on one of Zazzle’s shot glasses.

Pink Heart Shaped Skull Shot Glass
Pink Heart Shaped Skull Shot Glass
by Skookworks

That’s it for this week. I’ve got three more days where I can not think about delivering mail.

And maybe take a nap.

Or two.

Cheers!

Skook WiP #58

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Good morning! I hope you’re doing well. It’s Friday and this is the newsletter.

These Days

Today is the first day of one of my vacations. I have a lot of complaints about working for the Post Office but the job has its advantages. We get paid days off, both sick days and vacation days. I didn’t use a lot of the vacation days during my first few years at the job so I’ve got a good stash of them. All unused sick days roll over from one year to the next. Vacation days roll over as well but only up to a point. Eventually you start to lose the days you don’t use. This year I’ve scheduled three weeks – this one that starts today, another one in the summer and a third in the fall. I’ll primarily use the time to do art and visit with friends. Given that there’s still a frikkin’ pandemic going on I’ll be doing more art than hanging out.

The longer I work for the PO the more vacation days become available and the more I will take. This is one of the benefits of having a union job. Yay unions!

Mugshots

This week’s process gif is of a couple of happy dragons. These critters are modeled on the Eastern version of a dragon. I like dragons in general but I have an extra fondness for the Chinese version. They’re more likely to share a cup of tea with you than set you aflame.

Dragons come in a variety of colors so I did a second version in red and green.

These designs are available on mugs in my Zazzle shop and lots of other schtuff in my Redbubble store.

Coming Attractions

I do most of my preliminary sketches on 8 1/2 by 11 cardstock. I scan them into my computer and covert the art to a blueline drawing, blow it up and then print it out on 11×17 bristol board for inking. Last week I ran out of bristol board and the local art supply shop didn’t have any available in my preferred size. I’ve got a new supply headed my way by slow FedEx but until it arrives I’ve been getting new designs sketched up on the cardstock. Here is a sample of them.

I hope your week goes well. Take care of yourself and those whose company you enjoy. Thank you for reading!

Skook WiP #57

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Happy Friday!

You’re reading the latest issue of the Skook Works-in-Progress Newsletter in which I ramble about … stuff … and show off some recent art.

These Days …

This week has been relatively uneventful.

I’ve been working half days at USPS to give my knee time to recover. It’s better than it was back in December but it’s still telling me that something is wrong. I’ll be seeing my orthopedist this morning to get a check up and have paperwork updated. Workman’s comp did not approve an MRI so I don’t expect that he will be able to tell me much new. Hopefully the updated paperwork will push Workman’s Comp into approving the procedure.

I have been without a regular vehicle for about two and a half months now. Every morning I come to work and check to see which routes are being broken up for delivery by the overtime folks. Then I check to see how many of those routes have vehicles available. The truck assigned to my route broke down at the end of October. It sat in the station’s parking lot for a month before Vehicle Maintenance finally took it away. It hasn’t been brought back yet. I heard that the engine needed to be replaced. Last week our new station manager asked where my vehicle was. When I told her she said she would call Maintenance and find out what was happening with it. I’ve had a couple of supervisors say they’d check too. My truck remains MIA.

Driving other routes’ trucks has provided me with lessons in hygene and organization. One look at my studio space will tell you that I am comfortable with a certain level of chaos. But that’s home. It’s my studio. No one uses it when I’m not there. I’m a lot tidier at the post office. I keep the shelves of my case clean, put my rubber bands away after I’ve organized the day’s deliveries, put the trays under the shelves and give all the missorts and undeliverable mail to clerks at the end of my shift. The only thing I would leave in my truck are few forms for vacant addresses and certified mail pick ups. I would always take my personal belongings home. I don’t want the next person who has to use my station or drive my truck to have to deal with mess.

Many of my fellow carriers seem to be comfortable sharing their messes with the other potential users of their truck. They leave food. They leave trash. They leave jackets and hats and satchels. They leave stacks of rubber bands. One guy has a selection of small tools stuck to his dashboard with magnets. I’m tempted to take photos.

Mugshots

Below is this week’s process gif. I am … hmmm … I was going to say, “Not a fan of clowns” but that’s not accurate. I like the idea of clowns. I like the idea of silly beings dedicated to making regular folks laugh. I feel bad that clowns are considered scary and creepy by so many people. I like the idea of putting on wild make up and ridiculus clother and going bonkers.

I just can’t remember ever laughing at (or with) a clown. A lot of clown humor is slapstick and slapstick doesn’t do much for me. I sympathize too much with the person getting the pie in their face or falling down the stairs to laugh at (or with) them.

Regardless, I don’t find clowns scary or creepy. Clowns just want to have fun. The world needs more fun. And lots of people deserve pies – in their faces.

This image is available on a mug in my Zazzle store and a variety of schtuff in my Redbubble store.

Full House

I did the design above last year for a client. He generously told me that I could use it for my own projects if I wanted. This week I spent some time coloring and expanding it so it would fit better on t-shirt and other schtuff. Yes, Halloween is always on my mind.

And that’s it for this week. I hope your days are pleasant and your nights are relaxing.

See you in February!

Skook WiP #56

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Another Friday dawns and lo, this newsletter pops up in your inbox.

Thank you for your time and attention. I hope your week has gone well and that cats respect your need to sleep while they are awake and stalking prey.

These Days …

On Sunday I was exiled from Facebook for “violating community standards”. I have a tendency to use violent rhetoric when I snark. That rhetoric is usually focused on folks who advocate beliefs and policies that make the world a worse place. To me, it’s punching Nazis without having to bruise my knuckles. This isn’t the first time. I was exiled for two days earlier this year. This time my exile is for seven days. I’ll be able to post and comment again this coming Sunday. The most annoying thing about this, to me, is that I can’t wish folks happy birthday. I’ve been using FB as my birthday reminder calendar.

As far as I can tell Facebook doesn’t publish the rules to their “community standards”. My snark suggested killing someone and setting some else on fire but it’s hard to tell what actually triggered the ban. “kill” and “fire” are awfully general terms to ban. “Kill” isn’t just a verb, it’s also a noun. And “fire”? Where is civilization without fire? I suspect that my account is more closely bot watched than others because of my previous lack of decorum.

I don’t feel like my right to free speech has been curtailed. I’ve never felt like that right was every as sancrosant as some folks do. Our culture shuts down certain subjects of conversation on a regular basis. We might have the right to say whatever we want but you’ll still want to be careful what you say and where you say it. Nazis punch back. Facebook is not the public square. It’s a business. One that I both appreciate and despise.

The great thing about this exile is that I end up doing something else with my time other than scrolling my Facebook feed. I’m not going to claim that I’m being more productive with the “extra” time but I am finding myself less annoyed. I’m reading fewer ill thought out political memes and that really improves my mood.

I’m continuing to work half days at USPS. I organize my route, divide it in thirds (or fourths on a good day) and deliver one of those thirds. Some days I run over my allotted 4 hours because the mail volume is greater than the time expected for delivery. I have to be careful about that. Management and workman’s comp don’t like it if someone does more than they say they can. To them it means that the person should be working more time all the time. It doesn’t occur to them that the person has made an extra effort in order to make sure the rest of the already overburdened team doesn’t have to do one more damned thing.

I know. I know. I need to take care of myself first. I’m working on it.

Mugshots

This week’s process gif features a few of the folks who survived and thrived after an apocalypse (or three), I’ve had a version of this illustration in my head for years now. My friends Jarred Wallace and Adam Scott Glancy used to do a video blog called Podcast at Ground Zero in which they discussed various End of the World books, films, tv shows and games. Jarred had asked me to do a banner illustration for their page – sometime, whenever I got around to it.

I finally got around to it.

This image is available on a mug in my Zazzle store and all kinds of schtuff in my Redbubble store.

This is my 3rd mug design of 2022. 49 to go!

Have a good week. Take care of yourself (even if it means being less of a team player). See you next Friday!