Suggested wine pairing: zinfandel.


Hey Mountain Timers,

I’m really upset to have to tell you I’m currently unable to draw more comics because of (what I currently have to assume is) a repetitive strain injury to my right arm. Like, honestly, I can barely hold my hand high enough to reach the top of my desk, and trying to write more than about 4 letters in a row tends to lead to some really terrible kerning.

This is even more annoying to me than the logical gaps in Don’t Tell Mom the Babysitter’s Dead, especially because I have (an admittedly unreasonable amount of) special projects I’m trying to work on, including another book and some stories that are important to the overarching Mountain Time saga. (I’m also about 3/4 finished on a Special Week, but whatevs.)

This is very depressing for me, but since this isn’t the first instance of muscle fatigue hindering my comic output, I think I probably need to accept that I may be out of commission for a bit. (Don’t worry — if it lasts longer than 2 weeks, I’ll just kill myself.)

At any rate, thanks for reading! Let me know if there’s anything I can do to enhance your mountain-temporal experience during my convalescent period.

Chris Isto