A few good things have happened since I was newly incarcerated and trimmed neatly beneath the knee.

First, Iv’e made a couple of new friends. Some folks have made an effort to travel out to bumfuck Brooklyn and visit me- Colin and some of the ladies of Rapture -, most notably Mistresses Sade and Ardenne; S Bear Bergman (Whose book “Butch is a Noun” is amazing, and is a pretty spectacular spoecimen his own damn self, sparkytheboi who is way too smart for his own good, but is pleasure to try to keep up with, and most notably to me- njlexi.

When I woke up from surgery, she was there, knitting. I hardly knew her, but there she was, waiting for me to come out of it. Since then she has showed herself to be a very dedicated friend. Thank you, Lexi.

I am also lucky enough to see Ken Soulhuntre and Lone_Wolf regularly, both of whom have gone out of their way to take care of me and keep me company. Thank you, droogs.I was born without brothers, it’s a privelige to have them now.

To cap it off, I have a story running in the latest issue of Heavy Metal. This is a big deal in the graphic arts world, as it’s circulation is a quarter of a million worldwide, beating the hell out of Batman, X Men or any other comic; not only that, they want more stories from my team and I.

So- I’m writing again, I’m drawing again for the first time in years. To me, it was worth the foot.