MS. KYLE and MR. WAYNE

It's finally over. Big Apple Comic Con is behind us and it's official: I'm sick as a dog. The cold weather, the heavy rains on Saturday and Sunday and the unhealthy diet didn't help a lick. Even as I type all of this, I am leaving all sorts of viruses on Jason's keyboard. I'm going to go rest now so I'll leave you with this commissions image.

BTW, in the past two weeks I've been living on bad (not to mention expensive) convention food. If and when I get home is there anyone out there willing to cook me a nice meal so I can feel like normal again? Anyone? Please? A cupcake? Anything?

Please?