My best friend ever, David Linder moved to Japan yesterday.
That coupled with how little I've been interacting with the outside world has left me feeling a little dazed.
At the airport David gave me a poster he did for a video game store [link]
good stuff. I hung it up on the inside of the dicecat front door.
right under the anti-meglasouras force sign.
I've been doing this trick when I HAVE to draw all day.
I just play one song over and over and over and over.
I remember the Reyyyyyy used to do it when he was working
on his Peng book and I thought it was annoying insanity--now I see the error of my ways.
The thing I've been listening to is insperational white rap.
Eminem always reminds me of doin time in NYC. My sweet nyc girl friend was all about fucking with me. Once we were in some shoe store in deepest darkest manhattan and I'm on the other end of the place trying on something and the 8 mile theme comes on the radio--across the store she yells "B-RANDON, THEY'RE PLAYING YOUR SONG! YOU LOVE THIS SONG!" Same girl that used to point at me in a crowded subway platform and say "he beats me. Anyone? this guy beats me?" --good times.
In the midst of all this King city I've been reading Maka-Maka that they got translated up here--[link]
like straight up porn. But it all full color and sweet and really well drawn. I seriosly belive that some of the best dudes to touch a comic are drawing porn in japan. I have no idea whay that is.
But i can't think of another full color manga that looks half as cool as that stuff.
OK--enough of all this I'm going back into the trenches.
wish me luck.
"till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin 'em"