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I Tend To Only Read Comics Written By Friends Or People I've Known. And I'm Not A Great Comic Reader.

Einstein Was Wrong! I"m The Speed Of Like Cracking Through Shivery Rainbows And God The Sky Whirls And Withers Like A Melting Rainbow!

Only Nothing Is Impossible.

I Was A Clubber In The Nineties. I Went Dancing Every Week.

My Art School Rejection Letter Arrived As A Cold Manila Fist That Closed Around My Fragile Hopes ... The Fear Was Practically Edible. Nothing Would Happen Unless I Get Out And Make It Happen. Then, As If Handling Me The Keys To The Jet Pack, My Dad Bought Me A Typewriter And A Taped Message To The Inside Of Its Case: "son - The World Is Waiting To Hear From You".