Well, if those big bold letters above don’t explain the jist of this, I don’t know anymore! I’ll be there today (June28) and tomorrow, sitting at a table sent from above and sweating the greasy sweat of the undiscovered! Like a carnival barker with an inferiority complex, I will silently and soundlessly urge you closer, to look at this promising new talent and freak of nature who sits, like “The Fabled Geek”, in a cage-like room in semi-darkness for many hours doing doodles of Lord knows what - emerging only to ravish his food of choice: Spaghetti burritos. I made that last part up.
At any rate, I WILL be at the Chicago Comicon, held in the Donald A. Stevens Center in Rosemont, IL, today and tomorrow. I’m in Artist’s Alley, table #3311. I think. I’m in that neighborhood.
I will, I’m sure, write a depressing “blog” later as an account of this soul-crushing experience but for now let’s keep it light and skippy! Here’s to good times, artificial light and circulated air! Here’s to esoteric ringing and titillation everywhere! Candy for your eyes and ears, an overexposure of the senses! Help!
Love,
Jim