Weirdly enough, upcoming pages of Windy City were going to take place in a Chinese restaurant anyway, so now I have even more reference for it. I have been trying to convince my boss to let me take some reference photos, but he still labors under the impression that I am an undercover health inspector and won't let me...yet. I wonder why he thinks any health inspector would waste this much time and energy to bust his little racket. He's really cute, though. Crap. I hope he isn't reading this.
Anyway, please to be visiting John over at-yes, you guessed it, Spent Shell Press!! He is a laff riot of comics-writin', pusher-bustin' FUN!! I am hard at work on his book and he nicely agreed to do an upcoming story for Windy City! Yay! He thinks it's just a little back up story, but little does he know I'm plotting on something more lengthy for the future...heh. Oh, crap. He reads this.
Quickly! A picture to distract! hmmm....
Give peace a chance, Darth Vader! Give peace a chance!
OK, next time we do this without the lightsaber. He smelled very nice, though. Photo 2 in my series of trying to make nice with the villains I see at conventions. Didn't see photo one? Well, you'll just have to look over at Spent Shell's Message Board for it. I have posted a few pics over there! Hah! My little friend Talented Jerry likes to have convention super heroines and villainesses beat him up, but I just want all the bad guys to make nice. I think I need to lay off the poptarts there. Jeez, I've become what I always feared. One of those fat girls at conventions. All I need is my long, flowing, homemade purple cape!
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"Don't worry Wannakin. You'll always have enough midichlorians for me."
Okay, I am no expert or anything, but I think that the hugging of a lightsaber might be dangerous. I would have tried to disarm Darth V with a ju-jitsu chop to the deltoid or perhaps a crane kick to the groin. Then and only then would I have moved in for a tender embrace.
Both armored areas on Mr. Vader, John. No, one must embrace evil, plastic weaponry and all....
Cool, VillianGroupie G and the DarthMan.
Are you going to hug "Josh Lang" at the Bionicon? :-)
In other news, Happy birthday to me!
So, do you deliver past Townsend Blvd?
Hey! Happy Birthday, Rob! Don't forget to sign up for Part D.
Looks like I'll miss BioniCon, unfortunately, but I woulda.
Past Townsend? Like which direction? I go from downtown to Emerson, to Sin City, to past Stud's Pub and Caravan Apartments, to old Arlington. (Camelot Roads) Haven't been up Townsend or Merrill yet, but it's possible.
The next step after getting the cape is to talk about how deep down you're really a dragon/griffin/anime character -- or at least you were in your past life.
Oh, well I think it goes without saying that inside, I am a green-eyed, fat, grey tabby.
With a giant sword and silvery wings!
Ho ho ho! Medicare here I come!
Ah, well, I don't that Josh wore a cape, so it's not that big a loss.
Townsend near Merrill is where we hang our hats nowadays.
Look for the HoverRound Electric Wheelchair delivery truck.
Hey Yo, G!
You are getting lax on posting to this blog. We love your blogging. Blog on blogger. Blog.
Blog.
Blog.
Blog.
Not just any blogging, but PirateBlogging!
Blogs-blogs-blogs they are everywhere.
Blogs-blogs-blogs croaking fills the the air.
We-need-Ginny's blog to clear the air.
'Til there's no silence in the night!
Geeez. OK.
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