Today... was under-productive. Which was particularly unfortunate, because all the ingredients were in place at the start for some serious, no-holds-barred work-itivity. We had nice weather, I was up early (which backfired, in retrospect), I had the whole day scheduled, got some exercise in in the morning... and, pfft. Nothin'. Ended up taking a half-hour nap that went on for another three hours. When I woke up, the day was over.

Oh, well. If you never screw up, then you lose all those clearly-defined starting-over points from which to not screw up again, and your life becomes a dull, lifeless mass of total perfection. Lord knows I wouldn't want that.

My good friend Dagny just gave me notice that Bruce Campbell has become the new spokesperson for Old Spice. I don't know how they're gonna work zombies into the television spots, but I can only hope for the best...

Other news -- not much. Gonna be talking to the magazine, soon, so's to coordinate the next H&C comic with their upcoming cover story -- a tactic that saves a good bit of brainstormin' on my part, since they basically just hand me the topic. Some writers bemoan the act of being handed a topic, and I guess I can see how that'd be a tougher work-around for a strictly gag-based strip, but in something character-or-plot-driven like H&C (I mean, versus, like, "Garfield." I know my place), it's really just a matter of tossing the topic into the same arena as the characters you've already established.

Of course, the problem with THAT is that, once you've established the characters enough, the writer becomes only incidental to the success of the story. Necessary as he was in the beginning, you can't argue that Bob Kane had a monopoly on the best Batman stories ever told. Ten years from now, who knows who'll be doing the better Hsu and Chan stories? It could be anybody -- so long as I get my cut. Muah ha ha ha ha.