not shown- the filler pile, which is waaaaaaay smaller– since livejournal eclipsed zines as choice whininess forum, the signal to noise ratio totally pole reversed… most of this i got in trade, but i did buy pee dog #2, the new treehouse of horror (featuring cf, ben jones, and matthew thurber), 4 issues of tales designed to thrizzle, and 2 of the 3 king cats in the stack.
successful minicomics = dollars out the WOZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. that goblet is full of dan ackroyd diamond brain vodka…
top ten mafks in re: comic con headgear
this was my palette for a good 20 nonconsecutive hours
sooooooooooo goooooooooooooooooooood
at the picturebox table at SPX, checking out the new brian chippendale book. looks tite, b!
but dude was PSYCHED!
i swear, i was just trying to take a picture of this dumbass quilt i made when a cute punk we all like sidled up and subconsciously (?) went into makeout stance right there in frame! intentional or not, good work izzy! this pic is tagged both “candid” and “pose” until further report.
change mcpants sessions the nametag
for the collection of leonard richardson
when you have a jar for your change, that’s a step towards settling in
split with james mcshane– two yokai stories that meet in the center in a slo-mo party sequence
my cameo didn’t make the cut…
get right out of town! comparison pics after the cut:
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never been out in the sun before. i made this shirt…