Here's a new idea, let's add a blog to the site. Sigh. Well, all the other kids are doing it, so why not. So happy Friday, bring on the weekend. Random thoughts-

My neck hurts. We were sparring at karate last night, I took a left to the head and heard it crack. It's not bad, but it's sore.

Project status-

Haven't done jack on the comic book beyond think about it a lot. My brain stew is starting to ferment now, it's going to be time to push again. Things are clicking into place, storytelling craft, elements of theme, pacing. Fuck, I just want to write comics with cool shit blowing up, but as in all things worth doing, there are Rules to be learned before they can be broken. If we push, we will go to print on the next issue by the end of October. www.cookbroscomics.com

We're getting the band back together. Well, sorta. There's music coming though, I can hear it. Guy we played with briefly in a band called the Abusers, Taggert Reid, is moving back to town next week. We hooked up at Dave's last month for an informal jam, kick the dust off the amps kind of get together, and it was pretty good. I don't usually like playing with other guitarists, but I get along stylistically well with Taggert. He's got the right punk rock sensibilities, and he's a good player besides. We're going to take a stab at some original music, I have already written most of one song and am well along on another. Last time I tried this the well was dry, but things are flowing now. Or should I say, for now.

The Informers remain in semi seclusion, we will be breaking it out for a gig in December for a big street party. Playing in The Informers is as easy as falling off a log, stripped down, no rehearsals, rip through a couple sets of classics and pound beers all the while. We can't scratch the punk rock itch so much in The Informers, but we can bloody hold our own against any meat and potato band.