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I am an airgeek. I am in horrendous pain due to a mountain biking accident. Look what I made between drawing and napping.
It's a scratch built 1:400 scale model airport terminal, circa 1970. I am cranky.

I won't be posting pictures for at least a week, as I am on a Colorado getaway. I am enjoying mountain biking, white water rafting, horseback riding, and hunting live human prey. This outdoorsy stuff isn't really my style, but it is fun. Little Cleo is having fun too. She seems to love hunting human prey.

Alright, the Masked Marvel comic is done and in. Now I can concentrate my efforts to the final issue of Bite Club Vampire Crime Unit. I'll also be preparing a sketchbook to sell at the San Diego show with more pencils, less inks.

I watched the uncensored version of The Man Who Fell to Earth. Wow. Having only seen the censored version (not knowing it was censored) all my life, I was quite surprised at the soft -core porn playing on my dvd player. Naked David Bowie in his film debut. And has Candy Clark EVER been in a movie where she didn't get naked?

I also watched Fahrenheit 451 for the first time in 20+ plus years. I didn't like it the first time because I was expecting hard science fiction. Now, I can appreciate it a bit more and accept it as a quaint fairy tale, like Edward Scissorhands.

Below is a commission I did for Private Beach fans Monti and Laura (that's them sitting in the middle).

I'm in the final days of finishing up the Masked Marvel story (written by Karl Kesel) which will appear in upcoming issues of Young Avengers and X-Men Unlimited. Special thanks to Rich Ellis, my devoted assistant, for his help. And now, here's a drawing that has nothing to do with what I just wrote about.

Just saw an ad for Miracle-Gro potting soil where not once, but twice, the pitch woman describes the soil as 'amazing'. The product is called MIRACLE-Gro. You mean to tell me the shit head who wrote the copy for the ad never once thought that maybe *miraculous* would be a better adjective to use here instead of 'amazing'? God, I hate people.

All you people who are affraid that today is some sort of Devil's day because the number of the Beast is 666, and today's date is 06/06/06, remember: Today's date is 06/06/2006. Okay? Understand? Today's date is NOT 666.

Crazy deadlines, crazy deadlines

This week, we got a curse going out to:

- The awful, awful woman who stepped in front of me to get on the train, I mean stepped right in front of me to get through the door first. She totally knew what she was doing, so when we got on the fairly crowded car, I followed her to her seat. I plopped right down next to her in the little two seat space. It was sweet, because she was getting ready to stretch her legs out on the extra seat when I said, "I'm sitting here". She was pissed.

"Oh, you gotta sit here?! " She pointed to empty seats around the train "Dere's a empty seat dere, dere, and dere, and you gotta sit nexta me...." she said.
"Well, you shouldn't have been so rude and cut in front of me when we got on."
She rolled her eyes and stared out the window. I sat next to her for about five more minutes to make my point before moving to another part of the train.

I AM the avenging angel of those wronged by rude patrons of public transportation!

Her curse is that every time she wants to hog two seats to herself on a crowded train, the biggest, most urine-soaked, crusty-bearded, schizo motherfucker in Portland sits next to her and talks to her about the virtures of bee keeping.

Below is a proposal cover for a horror story I wrote. Might do some minor changes, though.