At least, that’s how my mom used to put it. Every time I’d be playing, making a shit load of racket, breaking stuff, making someone cry, etc. the minute there was silence, she’d rush to where I currently was because I had figured out that in order to do something ‘bad’ I had to be sneaky about it. Being sneaky generally means being quiet.

So I’ve been quiet. But THIS time I haven’t been getting into trouble. I’ve been productive. My blog has been coming together nicely, and I’ve finally come up with some strategies to make it more efficient. I’ve developed a posting structure for each week, instead of the standard ‘post by the seat of my pants’ routine I’ve come to despise. It’s pretty bad when you love your blog, but dread blogging on a scheduled day, because you haven’t planned it out and HAVE to put something out to keep a level of consistency.

I’ve got the consistency down, but the content wasn’t 100% planned. I’m ashamed to admit that. Well, that’s a thing of the past. Now I have a schedule with plenty of stuff to do with a routine posting frequency. I’m pumped.

Oh yeah. I did some other stuff too. Like comics!

The revisions to El Cuervo are working out just dandy. I’m working some mechanics out on the site, and it’s looking pretty good. I’m not going to jinx anything by offering a release date, but its going to happen on schedule. (Hey look! More scheduling)

Oh, and I made this for my wife for her birthday.

Its a drawing of our beloved dog, Coco. I didn’t get in finished in time to present to her at Christmas, seeing as I had a family portrait and that Venice sketch to do. She was still super happy to get it, so I know the wait was worth it.