Syd's zig-zag gig jag as a research assistant is temporarily interrupted by a cat gag b-roll and...what were I saying? Proper Gander is the 21st two-cents in the Uncommon Synths Saga. 13 immortalized frames.

Friend of mine posted again on social media today abt how terrible it can feel not to have written ur memoirs when you had the chance, and said friend happens to live in the land that the Lord of the Rings film was shot, and that wuz finally jus too much added weight.

Wherein Syd spends a celebratory afternoon in the park playing cards in the dappled sunlight with a cadre of vine-ripened old men getting learned a think or two abt sandbagging and the lost art of the slow set. Breaking Spades is the nineteenth installation in the Uncommon Synths Saga. 13 disappearing frames.

Glowing salt licks, floating candles and impromptu coup d'état soirees are all in a day's reporting for intrepid DJ Mx. J. Josefina. Left to save the world with a dud battery and a leftover spud, never got to hear what the fox spun. Still, you can count on her to drop the mic and leave it smoking, and unless you fam, she got ur reading onna queue. A sketch in 24 frames. Future, Tense is the third book in The Hannah Chronicles.

Syd takes the liberty of a liberal helping of shore leave, accompanied only by the nearby swarms of juvenile starlings as the usual suspects are indisposed and 5th Street apparently isn't the only thing that's irregular. Lost in a trance brought on by their winged dance, there's barely time to respond when an urgent distress call sounds: bog roll, please. A 24-panel imaginal. Leviathan is the ninth book in the Uncommon Synths Saga.

Lost in America hovering 3 ft off the floor, turns out time travel is like migrating home in an old car: equal parts love, falling pears, and unnecessary sunsets.

Syd is bitten by an odd bug—a writing sort of bug, and though it takes the better part of a moon to identify its patchwork origins, it didn't fall that far from the original crabapple. Doctor Zeus makes a sweet sixteen for the Uncommon Synths Saga: the straight dope in 13 frames.

Stories of love, poems of memory and recess. The kitten stole my cat's cradle string and now it's hopelessly tangled. I left the sad remains in a nearby playground, where a robin later used it for a winter nest. Everything comes around to where it needs to rest sometimes. Blessed be.

Wherein Syd examines the early morning's moorings of TMI and other unprompted impromptus sans aid & editor on roguish summer vacay. Detoxie Blues is the twentieth entry in the Uncommon Synths Saga. 13 hazy frames.

Charles X— is welcomed back with open arms to opine and harmonize on the topics of underappreciated mouth organs, monetized medicine and other prehistoric sucker punches. Poise & Ivy League is the twentieth installment in The Hannah Chronicles, 13 devastating frames.

Faraway in the distant future, a new past is in the making—the only missing ingredient is timely takeaway dim sum. No matter, with patience and a little ingenue, all things are possible (and Syd Beaker now has two): one cup, two pieces, touching hearts. A 24-panel imaginal. Dim Sum Takeaway is the fourteenth installment of the Uncommon Synths Saga

Once, long ago, as a teenager on the shores of Lake Erie, I asked a friend what he was planning to do for the summer. "I'm doing nothing", he replied. "Sometimes it's really important to do nothing." I still remember his response, though within hours I would have turned his homemade sailboat upside down in a sudden crosswind. Years later, I would realize I had followed his earlier advice to the letter, and it may have saved my life.