I survived the heat and humidity of yesterday to find a some what cooler day but still as humid. Crashed on pop's couch after reading the grip of comics to Pete - as I am now dog sitting and it would be cruel to leave him for hours on end by himself.

It turns out the crash I saw yesterday afternoon, at 108th and Maple (red trucked on its side.. clearly rolled a few times... silver car shaped like a wedge and crushed on multiple sides), the lady in the silver car died. Something about alcohol related. That's suckie.

Gym time shortly after I get some concept drawings down for this guy on one of my forums... then back to kicking it with Pete and the Green Lantern comics I have left... to probably the 'box for wings and then home to shell out.