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Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Sega Epic

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Did I mention I cut my hair? Get used to those spikes.
Alright. There's a few things I must, for my own entertainment and hopefully everyone else's, point out. Small details in a few panels that only the scrupulous would find.
In the publishing panel, the book held up reads: "YOTP by Ulysses." Title in acronym: referencing the book I'm currently working on. The sticker is to read: "Best new author by N.Y.T.". Not that I know if they even do this. It's a fantasy time sequence, anyhow. A writer can dream!
In the pregnancy panel, the T-shirt is to read: "Please do not caffeinate this woman". Also, the man holding me back is 90's-era Michael Jackson. Milking this fantasy thing.
In the "2061" panel, the coffee cup is to read: "Not for minors." Insert vodka joke here.
In the candy wrappers box panel, two of the wrappers are to read: "Milka" and "Kinder". If Austrian chocolate isn't love, I don't know what is. Also, I do in fact collect foreign candy wrappers and fortune cookie slips. There's equal the amount of truth as there is fantasy in this epic! Oh, wait. Please don't call A&E Hoarders on me. Those fortunes have a use, I swear! I want to make a funky lampshade! And the candy wrappers are so I can find them again!
Now that I think of it, looking at how I imagine myself fifty years from now: god help my children.

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