Penwork on the Celes drawing is underway. The previous incarnation can still be seen by voting here.
Trying to shade a comic with a lap top optical mouse (tiny) on a wood-grain surface is an experience somewhat akin to how I imagine driving while heavily drunk must feeling. The exception being that cars don't have a tendency to suddenly be moving at 500mph in a direction opposite of where they were headed just a moment prior. It's amazingly hard to get non-wobbly edges to shading on which I want smooth edges.
The house we were going to buy was not a house. Our realtor went to the court house to find out tax informaiton fro the property and found that it was listed as a double trailer. Oh, it gets worse. The home inspector (who refused to be paid) got there early and looked around and one of the neighbors came over and gave him the scoop. Apparently it was two trailers, that they move up the hill, lifted up, and built the foundation undearneath, then built a peaked roof (with no ventilation) over the trailer roofs. Awesome! When we got there, the first words out of his mouth were, "You guys need to run away from this place." Luckily, the fact that it's a double trailer (and thus requires a higher downpayment and interest rate) alone is enough to invoke two seperate escape clauses in the agreement, let alone other major problems the home inspector noticed.
I was biting my lip the other friday (note this is during Lent, when eating the flesh of land dwelling animals is forbidden me) when suddenly I had to wonder if I was breaking that abstinence. Does biting (and hence consuming a small portion of) one's lip count as eating the flesh of a land-dwelling animal? Are we even considered animals according to the Bible? Someone really ought to write up some guidelines about such a thing. I resolved the issue by deciding that I was not, in fact, and animal. Hey, it was convenient.