I was raised by the demons,
Trained to reign as the one.
GOD OF THUNDER! AND ROCK AND RO-WO-WOOAAALLLLL!
I fucking love that song. From now on, you are all required to refer to me as The God of Thunder and Rock and Ro-wo-wooaaalllll. And you have to say it like that, too. THIS, I COMMAND!
ANYWAYS, cool things are going on. The Path is selling well at conventions. I've been getting a fair amount of freelance work. The Path has yet ANOTHER mirror over at the Rampage Network...click here to check it out. The layout's actually pretty nifty if I do say so myself (I designed it).
Romantic life is looking up. Professional life is looking up. Oh, and did I mention I have a fucking MOUNTAIN OF BEER in my garage? Life is GOOD.
Those of you that are going to be at A-kon this upcoming weekend in Dallas, well...you should come mosey down to the Artists' Alley (Where I BELONG. Booths are cool and all, but I miss the artist alley.). Why-ever-for? Oh, only because I'll be there. I'll be there with my sometimes partners-in-crime/nifty publishers Bohemian Trash Studios promoting/selling comics, doing sketches, and at some point I'll be on a panel talking about story-driven comics. It will be INFORMATIVE! Come learn the secrets behind my God-like awesomeness and sun-like aura of gold! Or, y'know, come listen to how Lovecraft scarred me for life and now I'm a belligerent drunkard to interweaves the Cthulhu Mythos with every other mythology I come across and leave mutated mythological love-children behind. Either way.
That's it for now, children Go forth and spread chaos. Crawling chaos.
-Riot!
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