25 August 2008


I did a bunch of black and white pages for some comic magazine, and so much did I want another line on a stalled resume, that I in a few hours, traced the pages from old heavy metal strips. Of course, this indignity wasn't enough as it was , and a lecturing email came to me from The New Yorker, who whoever this was, explaining to me that I had to re do it, as Yur, you see, is spelled YOUR, and they don't know what a Bialy is...thank you, mister Buckley. I would have to take the scanned images, print them out, print out new diolog, paste that on, take those to Staples to be rescanned...oh to hell with it. I, the Heppest of cats, have been reduced to heavy metal bullshit...? All too Sad.


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