I haven't talked much about the project I'm working on, because I always forget, but I am flying to Colorado for a week tomorrow, and if the plane goes down, I don't want you to say, "That Tricia, she was nice I guess, but since she wasn't working on anything interesting when she died, I feel less inclined to mourn her." The first three sections of the manuscript are poetry, but the last section is a little poem-comic, a little piece of COMETRY, and it has a mad scientist in it:
and he has a laboratory:
but I can't tell you the rest! You'll have to wait and see.
ETA: Whoops, I accidentally posted the wrong version of the laboratory picture. I ended up not liking that window.