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I'm a little behind schedule with this one, because we had a graduation and company over the Memorial Day weekend, but life is back to normal now. (More or less.)

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I didn't want to make my daughter wait for the next one, so I put them together. There will be an immediate post of the next strip.

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This time I did two cartoons at once, but held one back. For a brief time, I was actually ahead of my schedule! (It was an awesome twenty-four hours.)

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They let Kathryn call us the day before Mother's Day. I don't think it was a coincidence, but either way, I'm glad they did, because we love hearing from her. Our letters are frequent and large, so she's getting all the news from home. Only a few more weeks and we'll see her!

In the meantime, Anti-grav continues. Our intrepid hero is still struggling with his sister, who has no sympathy for him. (Or maybe she's struggling with him.) Obviously, as they are stuck in the same space-exploring vessel together, it's going to be an interesting ride.

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We've gotten calls from Kathryn twice now. The second one was quite a surprise, since we didn't think we'd hear from her for weeks. It's probably part of her training to make the calls home erratic. You have to be ready for whatever comes in the military.

As you can see, our hero is finding that his talents don't quite click with his sister's world view (which is more along the lines of stay-out-of-my-stuff-or-I-will-get-you). His sidekick is Allen, a newbie to the strip. I'll be introducing a few other characters here and there. Good things are in store, so follow if you don't want to miss any. : )

Where I'll be this summer

Yes, instead of enjoying the sunshine and chasing chickens out of my hastas (unsuccessfully), I will be teaching acrylic painting to kids at the local Michaels. I'm excited about it, because usually art class ends with school, but this year it's going to continue all summer. Quite frankly, I'm giddy at the thought of someone paying me to have fun painting with kids. What could be more fun? There is a certainty that at no point during the summer will I wake up and say, "Gee, I could have been an accountant." Nope. I'd rather be painting.

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