Last night I wrapped up work on compiling the last two sets of the previous comic strip, Scooter & Ferret, into books. It takes a lot less work to put together an on-demand published comic book than it takes to make a bound book I’ve discovered. I don’t have to think very hard about matching up layouts and I’m allowed to work in Grayscale. There are a few strips that were made last year in color and pencil line and I don’t have to skip them or worry about not being able to resize my bitmaps. In fact, when I start compiling the Ask Maridee strips, I’m leaning towards publishing the color strips in shades of gray instead of black and white line art.
I’m finally getting over this thing. I’m on an antibiotic for resistant strains of bacteria and I can see that it was going to take something this strong to really fight it. I know four people at work who have had broken noses, got surgery for it and then felt miles better afterwards. I expect that will have to be me as well soon. The dog is also recovering and eating again but he’s finding all kinds of new ways to not take his pills. Every time a pill goes down his throat it comes right back out. We’ll be spending this weekend, dog and me, working our way back to normal.
Bowling was fun this time. Last time I had a team that wasn’t very talkative and I not only played badly but I spilled beer on myself. This time I didn’t play any better but I did have a more energetic team and my shirt remained beer-free. I don’t bowl well and the guys I was playing with eventually started trying to give me pointers. Unfortunately I don’t think “waggling my butt” was going to improve my performance, and relaxing wasn’t helping much either. I’ll never be much of a bowler, but one of the guys that works for me scored a 197 and tells me that his parents met on a bowling team. He showed up with his own ball and his own shoes.