CMacLeod

Today I learned that my dad has emphysema and has to carry around a rescue inhaler.  The doctors even have him on portable oxygen when he sleeps. He can't walk across the house without losing his breath and then just shakes all over while he tries to catch it. I have since moved back home to help care for him, so I apologize to all the people that I begged to let me have a go at inking their work and then not delivering on my promises.  I just haven't been able to enjoy the one thing (not counting girls, of course :P ) that always lifted my spirits.  I dunno...it's just getting harder to escape whenever I try to work. Okay so enough of that.

Now all we need is six feet of snow, a roaring fire...and beer.  I can't emphasize the beer enough.