A Spider Named Jeff

Ok, after a hiatus, I am back. I seem to have developed a tiny following, and people have been asking where I have been. One person asked if I was in jail, another asked why I had a blog in the first place.

So, I have been extremely busy, hence the absence. I recently completed work on a site:

http://www.nationalhareandhound.com

This took all my time up, but was a huge score for me, and will be leading to a lot of work. I already have a site I am working on due to that site, and a few in the queue.

Now that things are a little less busy, I will work to post something here every week, even if it is just a thought, like this:

"I am not comfortable doing that, and I don't care if that's 'what men do.'"

So, the picture above is from Boston. We went to a game at Fenway Park. Now, when I say, "went to a game," I mean, we stayed for 1 inning, then left. I have a bladder the size of a walnut, and I dread constantly getting up to walk past people, and always asking, "What is the proper way to face? Ass in their face, or junk in their face?" I don't know, but I am sure there is some etiquette that says which side we face towards people as we slink by.

We just happened to be staying at a hotel across from Obama's, who was in town for Ted Kennedy's funeral. It was like Die Hard looking out the window. Moving trucks blocking the street, etc.

My sister also came out to visit. Seeing Abby was great, I think they had fun, though I totally share Conrad's disgust with the fact there is 1 (one, uno) freeway here, so getting around town involves a s-load of traffic lights and surface streets.

In other news, my brother is back from England. They came back a little early, so things are a little hectic with them, but they seem to be adjusting well.

I will post again soon, and have some new material. I am currently working on a pictorial that is entitled "Jim: A Peanut's Journey Through the Human Digestive Tract."

Later