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Set to Sea 54

on October 4, 2006

Welp, we got an email giving us our table assignment for this year’s SPX, so I guess we’ve officially got a table! Hard to believe it’s less than two weeks away (Fri & Sat, Oct 13/14, Bethesda, Maryland.)

Look for “Little House Comics” at either C5 or C6. Maybe we’re right up the middle? It’s hard to tell. We’ll be next to some friends of ours, and hopefully a few other friends will be there as well? We’ll have almost all of our current comics, so come on by.

This’ll be my 6th SPX and Eleanor’s 4th! This is a new convention space from the funky old Holiday Inn Select it’s been in for so many years, so it’s gonna be pretty different. I think the question we’re all asking is: will they still allow booze on the floor?

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Set to Sea 53

on October 2, 2006

The story so far…

Sorry for the delay! Also, I’ve rearranged a couple of the panels previous to this one, for hopefully clearer reading. I’ll probably do a bit more editing and touch-ups when I finish the whole thing.

We had a pretty interesting weekend. On Saturday we stumbled into a little party being held by our neighborhood association. They were showing the Pirates of the Caribbean movie on the side of the old Clarke County Jail near our house, so we grabbed a blanket and went out to watch. There were little kids running all around and setting off fireworks in the driveway. It was pretty magical.

Yesterday we took a pleasant afternoon walk, and when we were coming down Milledge Street, a huge bird flew right over our heads. We followed it over to a little park by some UGA facility, and found a falcon of some type perched on top of a wiggling squirrel. We watched him fly from tree to tree, until he got to a high branch and started devouring it. The falcon was had a greyish-brown back and white belly and throat. He didn’t really seem to have any spots or patterning on his feathers, so we’re having trouble identifying him.

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Let’s talk kittens.

on September 26, 2006

There should be a new Set to Sea panel up tomorrow.

Eleanor and I have had a good couple of days. I’ve been trying my hand at some cooking – I made some quasi-enchiladas the other day with homemade red sauce, and yesterday I made a citrusy “caribbean style” chili, which came out so incredibly spicy that it scared us both. We went out and saw a concert on Friday, too – the headliner was Architecture in Helsinki, but I think Eleanor and I were most impressed by an opening act called The Blow, which consisted solely of a small mousy girl doing wild twitchy dances all over the stage and singing embarrassingly personal songs that sounded sort of like Suzanne Vega backed by breakbeats. Eleanor was so infatuated she bought their CD from the merch booth, and has now played it at least 11 times, according to iTunes.

So yeah, we found a kitten. On Saturday we were walking back from downtown, and as we were passing a big parking lot, we heard some distinctly mew-like sounds coming from under a bush by the street. Luckily I had a little led light on me (it came with the Swiss Army knife Eleanor got me for my birthday!) so we shined it under the bush and saw some tiny eyes looking back at us. After about twenty minutes of wrangling we caught the little thing and put it in a bag, and took it home. He’s a tiny little grey boy kitten – very friendly, though a bit shy. We’ve pretty much decided to keep him – but this is the last one!

He’s living on our screened-in back porch now, since we have to get him some tests, shots, and flea treatment before he mingles with our cats.

Momo and the kitten are staring at each other through the window. Hopefully they’ll get along when they meet in person.

We put a lot of toys on the back porch for him to play with. He’s a little afraid of most of them though! He’s very tiny.

Here the kitten emerges from the kitten hideout we built! Some previous tenants made a little cat door into the workshop out on the back porch. Since the workshop is a little too dangerous for the kitten to run around in unchecked, we duct-taped a cardboard box on the other side, and filled it with towels. Presto, instant kitten fort! He spends a lot of time in there – he’s scared to come out when we’re not out on the porch with him. Again, he’s very tiny.