So, I’ve been shuffled around a bit at work of late, filling in at other stores in the chain since they’re running out of people who can handle a ‘wet’ picture center. Normally I’m within walking distance and in my home town, so this isn’t a factor, so just between you and me, I have the worst sense of direction in the world. So on my first day at each new locale, I usually wind up a half hour or so late after getting ridiculously lost. Not so this last couple times, though. It’s kind of reassuring for once. Especially after the unholy fuckness that my last fill-in position was.

Huber Heights is a town I usually don’t delve into aside from the movie theater and art supplies once in a blue moon (seeing as how nearly everything I’ve been drawing has gone digital or been on cheap sketchpads), so I was kind of wondering why my friends all seemed to hate going there- and that kind of kept me out of there in itself. Well, it turns out that the town is full of pushy a-holes who like to cut you off from the lane you need, and when you miss a turn, a MAGICAL PORTAL opens up and transports you into a cornfield. Seriously. It’s a densely-packed shopping center surrounded on all sides by the boonies. One missed turn puts you on a country road- and not the good kind either, the kind that’s all two-lane road with steep ditches and narrow-ass gravel driveways about a half a mile apart from each other. I thought people who lived off those kind of roads needed massive, looping drives for their threshers, ATV’s, and incest*.  The weeks I spent working out of the Huber store usually meant a 30-45 minute trip to and from thanks to it taking 5 minutes to find a place to turn around each time I got blocked out of a turn and ended up lost, which was on the first couple days, basically any time I had to turn.

So, while the most recent fill in may have been pretty boring, the commute was easy, and actually pretty relaxing. It was kind of nice to have my brain wander off to something other than brainstorming fiction ideas, video games, looming deadlines for projects, work itself, upcoming classes or becoming monstrously lost. Just me and a curvy state highway instead of stop and go downtown gridlock or the endless monotony of the freeway.

I’ve been thinking a lot about why exactly I haven’t been posting as much lately. It’s true I have been pretty busy, but no worse than when I was putting reviews up pretty much weekly. I guess part of it goes with all the modern games I’ve been playing. Wonderful, wonderful ‘modern’ games where play is measured in hours and everything has to be sweeping, epic, and cinematic. You know, in other words, endless time sinks. With something like The Lost Word of JeNnY, I could put a couple hours into prodding it from every angle and sit back thinking “well, that was screwed up. But it was short.”

Well, that said, I’m gonna try and get more back into form soon here. Hope ya enjoy. Mwahaha.