I’ll fully admit that I have a complete and utter lack of ability to make decisions. There are some things that I never fail to be decisive out – like things that affect only my own life. Because if I choose to eat cheese-cake ice cream after dinner – no one dies… but what happens if I say I want to go to Chili’s? We sit down, ordering our bottomless chips and salsa and sip our free refill beverages (which we’re gonna get refilled to fuck and back) and chat about whatever it is we gays talk about before dinner. But then, somewhere, a meteor falls out of the sky, hitting a car – which in turn flies into the side of a gas station, which explodes in a fiery display sending debris and rubble crashing all over a street corner. A young boy on his paper-route is so frightened by the explosion that he pisses his pants, slips off his bike seat and ends up crashing into a car where a woman is not paying attention because she just dialed up her son (who lives many states away and never calls on his own anymore these days). He’s so wrapped up in her story that he fails to notice that he didn’t really cook the chicken all the way through but it’s too fucking late, because now it’s being served to the party of two at the corner table. My party of two. And we’re about to die from uncooked chicken, people. My. Fucking. Fault.
And that’s why, no… I can’t pick the restaurant tonight.
But that’s the way my mind works. A ‘Choose Your Own Adventure’ of bad choices and terrible blunders, but you can’t keep your finger holding on to the previous page to see if you’re decision sucks… because once you say “I choose” – it’s fucking GAME OVER, man.
Which leads me to the next point… I’ve been giving some serious consideration to moving from three to two comics a week. It’s been somewhat… difficult… getting everything done that I need to – and work a full time job. It’s not because I don’t have material – or that I dislike what I’m doing… hell – I’d love to just draw comics and anything else that inspires me all day, every day. But that’s not really realistic in the ‘survival’ reality of things. I’m waffling on that one, though… So who knows where I’m going to end up.