Work was good today. I was busy, busy enough to feel like I was being kept on my toes, but not as frantically busy as I was a few weeks ago before Tim Henrich took over as Production Manager. I was able to get out about $6000 in proposals today. It’s a nice feeling.
So far Renee Sikes’s existence within our household has been entirely unobtrusive. She was in and out a few times, but the only reason I knew that was because sometimes when I looked out the window of my office, sometimes her car was there and sometimes it was not.
Amanda fixed spaghetti for dinner and we watched one of last week’s Nightmares and Dreamscapes while we ate. I didn’t like this one as much as the last few that have been on. Maybe I need to think more about it, because unless the main character is dying through metaphorical interpretation, I’m not sure what happened at the end.
Among the books my brother, Adam Dotsey, left here was a Preacher trade paperback, featuring the last few issues of the series. Preacher is a comic book about a man, a real cowboy type of guy, who is imbued with the Word of God, the power to make anyone do whatever he tells them to do. He finds out that God abandoned His throne and left the world to its own devices, so he sets out to, well, set him straight. The comic was done by Garth Ennis and Steve Dillion. It’s impossible to really sum up the entire run of the series; there’s just so much that goes on in it, all sorts of side characters and messed up stories. Good stuff. I collected it back in the day, but I didn’t get to the end of it. I got near the end of it, but not quite there. It was nice to finally read the end of it, which I did over the last couple of days.