Business.

I'm all twisted up, fiddling with my phone. On my shirt is the word PLANS. The Spider asks, "Is this the fundraiser?" "Yeah, I have no marketing skills whatsoever," I reply. "As it turns out, I have 9 readers and I feel weird taking money from people I know." "But that's been your business model for the past 30 years!" The Spider points out. "By the way, I left you some webs to vacuum. Wild party." The Spider continues, "What about those designs you were making? You need to set a schedule and stick to it! Start a little earlier if you have to! I mean, really, what have you been doing?" I look right at the camera. In the last panel, the Spider has dozed off on my list of things I've been doing. "...once the headache wore off, I finished the door so the basement wouldn't get wet anymore, then I was up at 7AM for the cat's vet, and I still had to caulk the foundation, but then...."

But then I got the flu. No, really. In September. Who does that? The person I caught it from, I guess, but WHO DOES THAT? You know I wash my hands, this is a travesty.

Anyway, I was going to go, “Who wants mugs and notebooks that say ‘PLANS!'” and you were all going to be, “Yay, Lynda, you’re making things! No, I don’t want that, but I’m sure someone will.” But now all I have is this comic that took me 2 hours to make last week and here’s where I give you the heads up that the ol’ faithful Monday/Wednesday/Friday schedule may change as I bring you the kind of comics that take 3-5 hours (coming in October!) plus there are those designs that I really am working on.

While you wait, here is an animated GIF of a wee stripey laser fishermans with his catch.

The Kitten runs by holding a toy fish.

September is also Dystonia Awareness Month!

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September is also Dystonia Awareness Month!

According to my neurologist, I have it. For me, it causes weakness in my right arm and leg, and of course the ever-present tilted head. We tried Botox and that wasn’t for me, but luckily I have a family who understands what’s going on with me and also ice is my friend. (I’m pretty sure my symptoms are actually from Chiari, but my doctor wanted to see if he could fix me, bless him.)

That comic about that thing….

Zzzzzzz....

Blessed are those who can grab their sternocleidomastoids. Or something. I’m sleepy.

I’ve recently been diagnosed with cervical dystonia, which sounds disgusting so I’ll call it wonky neck. I’ve had wonky neck for so long I’m genuinely surprised by life without my own muscles trying to rip my head off. This is not a new thing, it’s probably secondary to the Chiari, but being both things are weird conditions not many people know about, it took forever to get a name and a sensible doctor–I mean treatment. I am not cured, but I feel a hell of a lot better.

Put some cream on that.

Putting cream on Chiari does not help.
September is Chiari Awareness Month, and I have Chiari so every day feels like Chiari Awareness Month, but I’m only subjecting you to it for one week. It’s time for the Chiari Cream Challenge to support Ehrick Garion’s Act. Here’s some weird girl who may or may not be me depending on whether you find this amusing:

To learn more go to http://www.chiariact.org/ccc.html