Another date screw-up

I don’t know what happens with words when I draw. I reckon there’s a road in my brain and the neuro-whatever-they-ares have to make a choice ‘Now guys youse gotta choose – you go fer da words and da numbas and da dates or youse choose da pictures’. I don’t really know why the thing in my brain is something out of ‘The Sopranos’ but anyway the outcome is that if I attempt any kind of lettering in the midst of drawing, this spelling-bee queen becomes a hopeless drone. So just to clarify, this was in fact drawn on October 9 so please ignore the August in the drawing.