Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Overlappin' & Playahatin'
Well, I will be catching a plane to Toronto in a few hours but before I do, I want to let my friends and foes on the East Coast know that I'll be attending the Baltimore show as planned, the following weekend. Of course, I still don't have a table, (what else is new) I believe they're all sold-out but that hasn't stopped me before, so I'm going to go anyway, if any of you -who have a table or a booth- is willing to share space with Yours B. Truly, I'd be more than happy to split the costs, so let me know if this is a possibility.
I'm overlapping posts because there won't be much time to make this announcement next week, as I'll be virtually flying from one convention to another, without much of a break in between shows.
Now, I know what some of you 'haters' are thinking: "What an asshole!, this guy has the nerve to write this shit, having never drawn a comic, illustrated any story nor animated any character; he can barely speak the language and hold a pencil, all he draws are naked women and yet, he lives the life of a motherfuckin' rock star! while we're slaving our asses here at the studio, drawing stupid cartoon characters and taking shit from the man! That's pretty lame and unfair!"
True, that is pretty lame (YOUR JOB that is) and it really is not fair at all for me to have this much fun (for free), meeting all these nice peeps "who sit at the bar and put bread in my jar and say: 'Man, what are you doin' here?'" hangin' with gorgeous girls, who are willing to take their clothes off at a moment's notice (so I can sketch them of course, silly!) traveling around the only world we know and partying the only way we can (HARD that is ).
Truth be told, if I were in your shoes, having some lame-ass art director who coudn't draw if you'd pointed a gun to his nuts, breathing down my neck, telling me what to do and asking me to work late on a Friday night (again!) I'd be mad pissed too, I don't blame you none for hatin', no sir!.
I must admit I did feel guilty once, for. . .err, about 2 minutes and then I opened another bottle of Corona using a motherfuckin' parrot's beak. In my defense all I have to say is: "Tough Luck, bitches!!"
Well, so much for my modesty and humbleness :) Now I think I'll change my name to something a little more flamboyant and regal, like "Albert P. Kingsley the 3rd" or something just as ridiculously self-agrandizing, just to piss people off.
I'll see you all in Toronto and later in Baltimore!
A big hug to my friends at the Sheridan and the surrounding art schools in the Ontario and Quebec provinces, be there or be somewhere else! :)
New Playlist for those interested -------->