I mentally scripted out the next page in Red Hood Rider (progress there is unfortunately slow--I managed to get one page done and drafted out ideas for the next four, but they're not as solidified), and also worked out Gary's initially-required transformation sequence/phrase.
In this case, well, I had something different originally, but I forgot the exact wording, and came up with this close-enough replacement, where he spins around in place, spiraling as he chants, "I put on a mask, to fight the bad. My armor's to be worn, so let me transform." Not quite what I was going for, but close enough; it conveys the effect I was going for.
That, you have from my earlier day, but since I neglected to post this earlier (whoops, I thought I had), that means you ironically get a longer blog post than you would otherwise get (since I'm negligent enough that I probably wouldn't have made two today), in this case, my square dance group. It's June, which we agreed meant no square dancing. We still met, though, and played an improvised form of baseball: using a tennis ball, hitting with ping pong paddles (3/4 broke by the end of the game), and cheap plastic bases, improvising as we went.
Then, we had ice cream at Baskin Robins. They were out of the flavors I'd be most interested in, so I opted for plain chocolate, double-scooped, in a bowl: simple, yet effective. Not so much that I wouldn't be able to eat it all, but enough to fill me up and get my money's worth, with no fluff to get in the way. Just pure, delicious, ice-cream. Like I said, simple, but highly effective at delivering a deliciously-satisfying snack.
So, definitely a productive day.