Quiet day in the office. Just a skeleton crew here at True West. Joe Freedman, Sheri Riley, Carole Glenn, Abby Goodrich and myself. Tweaking a couple things.
Meanwhile, I tried to install a new misting system for my chickens this morning but it is a bust. No spray, all gushing streams, everywhere. We got three new baby chicks, but one of them drowned in the water bowl and the other two are suffering from the heat. I considered bringing them into our house but Kathy said, "You know the rule. No chicks in the house while I'm gone." (she's flying to LA today to help Deena find an apartment).
Regarding the Graphic Cinema I'm working on, I'm going to go with long johns instead of skivvies, Union suit, unmentionables, unders or drawers (actually, according to Jim Hatzell, drawers is the most accurate in terms of 1880s military lingo). They just don't have the comic meter.
Here's how the final sequence will begin:
I'm kicking the rest of Tom Horn's commentary to the next frame. I'd tell you more, but I'm humbled by a quote from Mr. King:
"I never learned anything while I was talking."
—Larry King
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