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More about the weekend:  I’d met Jennie Breeden at a couple of conventions. Yes, of Devil’s Panties fame.  We’d gotten to talk just enough to know we’d like to be able to talk at more length, well, we got that chance this weekend.  It also happened to be her birthday, which my very smart husband read on her web-page and remembered.  He brought one of the copies of FIRST DEATH in the trade edition for her.  It was one of the first things that had his name on it, as a writer, and he especially wanted her to have it, because of that.  Her comic has been one of his inspirations.  It is also one of the comics that first lured me on the internet, and is still one of the comics that gets read over that first cup of hot liquid, every day.  Very happy dance: Devil’s Panties -Volume 2 was available at the party on Saturday.  It should be available at your nearest comic store.  Get your copy now, hesitate, and you may not get your own copy of Satanic panty humor.  (All right, Jennie stresses that the comic isn’t Satanic porn, and it isn’t, but I just couldn’t resist.  How many times do you get to use a the term "Satanic panty humor" in a sentence?)  It’s also nice to meet a fellow dyslexic who works in an industry where our "learning challenge" is really a challenge.  Bad spellers untie!

One of the interesting things about visiting with Jennie is that she records ideas from the conversations around her as potential cartoons.  She asks permission first, but then she either lets you say it over, or she repeats it into her phone, yes phone.  We all saw the flashlight mode on the other side, as it recorded.  Ahh!  Bright light, bright light!  Jennie struggled with her new technology, and again, it made me feel right at home.  I’d be searing everyone’s eyeballs, too, which is why my phone doesn’t have that feature.  I don’t think mine records things either, not verbally anyway.  I don’t think.  I’ll have to ask, Jon.  There were a couple of stories, or comments, from us, that she asked to record.  We said, yes.  The one story in particular I’ve told on panels.  But, today’s comic was a comment I didn’t get to overhear, because it was spoken in the one room in the house I was forbidden to enter—the Yarn Room. (cue ominous music)  I’m so allergic to so many natural fibers that Wendi (Dragon Con Goddess) ’s hobby of knitting, and spinning, necessitated her putting all her yarny bits in one room, to hide them away from me.  So, everyone else got to go in and look around, but not me, unless I wanted to spend the rest of the night itching.  So, not the way I wanted to spend my weekend of rest and relaxation, so I stayed away.  But, apparently, there were funny things said, and today’s comic was one of them.  I’ll let Jon tell the rest, since he was there, and I was not.  Damn that wool, damn that cashmere, stupid sheep, stupid rabbits, stupid goats, stupid allergies!

{Jon Here: The funny was the 3rd panel of the 1st strip for today. And SQUEEEEE!!! I’m in the comic!!  and 2nd panel of the 2nd strip yesterday and 1st, 2nd and 3rd panels of the 2nd strip today!}