Damn. Just got home from Dude Night, and I should be asleep an hour ago. Remember how I didn't get into Stumptown? That's about the most upsetting thing happening to me this year, and that barely trips the Suckiness Meter compared to the stuff going on in the lives of the other Dudes. My comic may be languishing, but I'm not facing the imminent (or recent) death of family members, intense job stress, car accidents, medical difficulties, relationship problems, money problems or even homeowner-association problems. Even though it was tough hearing about each other's challenges, it was good to get together and talk and even laugh about stuff. I'm glad I went.