took second fall in two weeks, as i'm still trying to heal my right ankle. impacted right elbow and jammed that shoulder, for the second time in two weeks-- albeit on concrete instead of limestone, a.k.a. last week, but added a delicious twist to right wrist because i was holding my bike by its handlebars as i went backward, SO it's back to bed w/ ice and TYLENOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL in triggering quantities, darling
i.e. not much drawing out of my today, as was the plan. i did a lot of groundwork yesterday on the varied chapters of the Burroughs Folio, and have character sketch established for robert barlow, and i'm figuring out the formats & layouts for like four chapters at once, so i'm doing okay. but still. all this laying around and visualizing is driving me batty. i have to fucking draw
so it goes. i clearly hate the right side of my body. all the bad shit keeps happening there
i have a stack of comix here to keep me company: i might post reviews later, if i or anybody else gives a shit. two of 'em look like they came out of an e-z bake oven-- like, is dc rebranding its elseworlds shit to push its ABSOLUTE library, or what even is this gibberish? "absolute batman: the zoo" "absolute superman: last dust of krypton" two alternate-universe comix apparently spawned by some arm-wrestling superfam & bat-lats lost against darkseid, as near as i can figure. goddamn is DC thirsty
THE NEW DC: WE'LL WEAR THE GO-GO CHEX HI-RISE THONG YOU LIKE
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