An odd, and not entirely pleasant day today. Slight hangover, crushing work, and a vague depression after finishing my performances in Julius Caesar. Four rehearsals and two performances merely whets the appetite. It's a case of actus interruptus.
I've been so busy, I haven't even opened the copy of Kevin Huizenga's Or Else #2 that Mike (at 2005 Will Eisner Spirit of Comics Retailer Award Winning Night Flight Comics) tracked down for me. I keep gazing at the back cover, though, and its intersection of comics and sport gives me a stupid happy smile.
And stupid happy smile is what the TGIF is all about.