During my drive down to Greenville for my Mensa weekend, one of the Warning! lights came on on the dashboard. Wasn’t anything I could do about it by that point and rushing it to an auto shop down there would hurt the warranty, so I sucked it up and waited until I got home.
Monday morning, I took the car in. Normally I stay and wait for the mechanics to get to work; this time I let them shuttle me home, which was good as it took Wednesday to get the part. Good news: covered by warranty and nothing serious (defective sensor going off).
Then when we gave Dudley his lunchtime latanaprost eyedrops (for glaucoma) we had to open a new bottle. Latanaprost stays in the fridge until opened — and I’d shoved it so far back, it had frozen. The vet confirmed that might erase its efficiency so I had to grab a Lyft down to the nearby office, then back with fresh drops.
Need I say, not a productive day?
We also got word that due to the costs of malware/hacking attack on The Local Reporter, we’ve run out of money for March and not much for April. So no stories this week and I only write two, at a much reduced pay rate, next month. Which I agreed to do because I think local papers like ours do provide a valuable service and I don’t want this to be the beginning of the end. I may even donate to their new fundraiser (if anyone’s inclined, you can donate from the PayPal button here).
I also didn’t post anything at Atomic Junk Shop — normally I do my blogging Friday and last Friday I was on the road.
I did get a chunk of work in on Savage Adventures plus I kept watching movies for Jekyll and Hyde. I was starting to worry that I’d fallen hopelessly behind schedule but I’m now confident I can view everything I need to watch over the next two or three months.
Oh, and Nancy Northcott, who handles the comics-related panels for Con-Tinual (the online con started by Gail Z. Martin) provided links to multiple panels (via Facebook rather than YouTube):Why Superman is under-rated.
The Justice Society of America.
My Adventures With Superman. (my reviews here and here).
And in a final up note, someone bought a copy of Undead Sexist Cliches off Amazon. I wish I were so phenomenally successful that someone buying one of my books was barely worth thinking about but I’m not, so I do think about it. Thanks, whoever you are.
Covers top to bottom by James Bama, Mike Grell, Carmine Infantino, Neal Adams, Jack Kirby and Kemp Ward. All rights to images remain with current holders.
