Prior to heading out to the Friday night HomeComin’ SHinDdig, Megan reassures Lola that she will indeed return.

The Houston Texans road into town and almost beat our beloved Indinaplis Coats again… almost. They have almost beat the Coats here for the last seven years.

As we continue to see the flu outbreak shut down schools and spread across our community, I am requesting your help to try and avoid an outbreak here on our beloved piece of turf on the world wide web. Please be diligent in washing your hands prior to touching your mouse and if you have flu like symptoms, do not sneeze on your screen and by all means stay away from visiting any additional pages. Do your part in not sharing your germs with the three brothers and our other six visitors. Key symptoms are headaches, muscle and body aches, upset stomach, sore throat, running a fever, grouchiness, blurred vision, twitches, and in some cases unusual tiredness (FYI: The Jones brothers were born tired).

I suspect the brothers are wanting to stay home and not spoil their perfect blogging record. But if push comes to shove, (that would be brotherly shove) please use your official Brother Jones Bloggin Sick Leave to avoid a major flu outbreak here on the Brother Jones website.

Thank you for your attention *cough * cough… to this matter.

I did a lot of walking yesterday. Cindy sang at a deal downtown and I walked around snapping pictures of the city for about an hour.

It was such a great, bright, fall day that we decided to take a hike around Radnor Lake after lunch. Lots more pictures were taken. We saw lots of Canadian geese, a few deer, and some turtles sunning themselves on logs.

We have another great Chamber of Commerce day today… but I have a sketch to get out… sigh…

If you do what I do, (and it just so happens that I DO do what I do) you are going to draw the same sorts of things over and over and over. When you do that you tend to come up with “go to” characters. I came up with a teddy bear that has made countless appearances in my artwork for the last several years. Button eyes, (one missing) heavy stitching (to show it’s not a real bear) rounded paws.

With the cold weather kicking up again, I find myself sitting in front of the fireplace at night and trying to entertain myself while my wife grades papers. The other day I decided to make a sock version of that little bear I’ve been drawing for all these years.

I was digging through my external hard drive yesterday and happened upon a series of halftone pictures I had done for a job several years ago. I pulled this one out, and slopped some color onto it during lunchtime. The color is a little dark, but then again, so was Job’s life.

Things are really heating up in the ESPN Fantasy Football Church League I play in. Today I am formally lodging an official complaint against the Frozen Tundra CheeseHeads because they have really sharp corners on their helmets.

(I have always been way more into the fantasy part of fantasy football than anything else)

My bonus hour of daylight savings time sleep was all but lost last night. Seems our dog Lola, cornered something outside our bedroom window and strung together about an hour of non-stop barking. She was then joined by her local canine gang members and from about 4 until 5 a.m. it was a relentless “barkelujah” chorus.

Must have been a SQUIRREL!!!