Life in the time of pandemic

Posting again after another long interval, and things have gotten even more cracker doodle as Orange Anus is making Dubya, Cheney, & Co. look competent.  What we hoped would never happen has: a major crisis of a generational scope is going with an absolute narcissistic sociopath occupying the White House.  Meanwhile, my life has gone forward.
On the comics front, the Boogeyman release happened and belly flopped.  Giancarlo Caracuzzo's lack of marketing push was not unexpected, but disappointing nonetheless because I made it a point to emphasize to him more than once.  On the other hand, his hired writer, Massimiliano Grotti, really stepped up and did his part like you're supposed to.  It did make up for Grotti's tortured English prose that I had to edit during the script writing and copy editing stage of the project.  Not surprisingly, Caracuzzo wants to continue with Boogeyman under the same economic model...that will not happen unless the marketplace picks up on the comic (sort of crossing my fingers the Eisners will notice, but I'm not holding my breath).
I am working on a new project with Hannibal Tabu: Native American Shamanism versus Voodoo in the Old West...and the hero is a half Native American, half African American female who kicks ass.  Hopefully, this project will get some traction, but I'm enjoying doing it already.
Personally, the hottie and I are still an item, though it not always the smoothest of sailing.
I've also begun the process of acquiring Polish citizenship (and this time, I let my siblings know...and their response has been silence).  As I thought, it may be possible via my paternal grandfather, who was born in Poland.  One might ask why I am going through this exercise even though I already have American and Belgian citizenship.  Well, until I was 20, I was stateless (I might blog about that in the future, perhaps if I get a Polish passport), so excuse me for overcompensating.  Anyways, over and out!