Today was cold, wicked cold. Snow fell; ice formed. It was cold within and without, though I was mostly concerned about the within, and donned a long-sleeve shirt. I'm a survivor.

This is the friday blog entry even though I am, of course, writing it on thursday night because, well, I'm psychic. As such, I am now capable of doing Norm's Weekend Wrapup, detailing all the highlights of whatever parts of the week I still remember! For the others, I might just make up some stuff. I don't know your own, personal reasons for getting into the blog-reading world, but I can be fairly certain it wasn't a desire for greater accuracy in reporting. Here we go:

On Sunday...

...it snowed a bit, and I got sick as the proverbial dog, forcing a cancellation of dinner plans with my parents. Upon breaking the news to her, my mother reports that that was too bad, because she was making a roast. Even now, I do not know whether she actually WAS making a roast, or just said that to make me feel worse.

On Monday...

...I colored this month's EGM strip, and subsequently forgot to send it in. Work was resumed on toning the pages for issue 8 of the comic book. I note that the toning is taking forever; I resolve to streamline the process.

On Tuesday...

...I do not have any memory of tuesday, whatsoever.

On Wednesday...

...I watched the horror movie "Slither." I liked it, though I found the last half-hour rather on the weak side, a condition that plagues modern horror movies rather like the conscious, wormy disease depicted in this film. Also problematic were a small gaggle of embarassingly-obvious CG effects, which were particularly intrusive against the very-effective practical elements in the film. All in all, the squirmiest movie since 'Squirm." Squirmier, actually.

On Thursday...

...toning continues. I make a minor digital-toning-related discovery which shaves maybe five minutes off of the total worktime per page. I resolve to further streamline the process, before I go mad. More snow. Watch a special regarding snack foods which depict the pork-rind-making process from start to finish. It is easily more-disturbing than anything in "Slither," including acts of cannibalism and death by worm.

On Friday...

...Because -- as of this writing -- the events of friday have not yet occurred, I dare not set them down here for fear that advance knowledge of my actions may alter the future actions of others, jeopardizing the integrity of the common timeline. But I'll probably work, and may have lasagna for dinner.

Catch everyone on monday!

Norm's Link-o-th'-Moment:

Stomp-Tokyo

That's entertainment!