You know...

For as smart as I like to think I am, I sure as hell don't learn from past mistakes.  I mean, if history has proven that Popeye's chicken will give me... digestive problems, shall we say, then I shouldn't be TOO surprised when, at FOUR THIRTY IN THE MORNING, I wake up with "digestive problems."

In short, ugh.

On the plus side, I'm sweating like a fat man in Kentucky humidity and can't go back to bed, which... has lead me to start inking that final page, and sketch up some fun Batman pics based on my own first months as a father and one of smittywing 's stories.

So, onward to the inking, while Little Dude and The Wif are still napping.

Jibba jabba!

Well, most of the final page is inked (just need to add the heavy blacks) and I've spent the past 15 minutes going throufh old pictures... ah, Little Dude was such a cute baby.... what happened to him?

I kid! I kid!