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I'm not dead...

Just to let y'all know, The Rick is still alive and kicking. I just haven't had a lot of time to post here recently - as of late, I've been working at a Cub Scout camp down in Gregory, MI, and I only have time off on Saturday nights and Wednesdays. As you can imagine, this puts a bit of a clamp on my blogging time. I have, however, been posting poems on my poetry blog, RixRites, so you can go over there to get your dose of Rickian poetic ramblings.

I am currently working on a rather prickly five-pager, a comic-book treatment of W.B. Yeat's poem, "The Second Coming". It's coming along slowly; I have a problem with a couple of the pages, especially the first one. I figure I just need to slam it out, and damn the consequences. There's also the very small, burr-like copyright issue clinging to my leg - who owns the rights to "The Second Coming"? How can I get permission to use it, and how much will it cost?

At any rate, the summer camp season is winding down, and I've got to get back into the groove. I have to get back in communication with my comic book group, Dark Corner Productions, and see how well they're holding up (and see what's going on with that art show!). After that, I've got to pick up the final installment of TEQ and Squidgods from my editor, Jay Jacot, and see what's going on with our other various projects.

Let's see, what else...I picked up another project from Skippy, in addition to Fight or Flight...a project from one of my co-workers at camp (and will he pay for it?)...sigh. I appear to have at least one finger in multiple pies.

For now, though, just relaxing, in between giving guns to children (I work at the BB gun range at camp). I'm also looking for a small truck. I may have found a good one, but I'll keep my optimism down to a reasonable level until I can test-drive it.

Stay classy, gentle readers.

Rick Out.

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