Yesterday, I hung out with Dern of “Yo’ Dern” and Hello With Cheese fame, Ananth and Yuko of Johnny Wander, and Ross from The System at the Small Press Expo which just happens to be right across the street from where I live. Apparently, this year SPX wanted to preserve the comic freshness of the attendees and exhibitors because the air conditioning in the hall was set to crispy and FREEZING. Even with hoodies and sweatshirts, comic creators and guests were shaking their booties like they were at a disco.

So. Fucking. Cold.

SPX is a difficult con for me to attend. On the one hand, it is filled with comics awesomeness. I didn’t plan on spending any money when I went, but somehow the greenies escaped the confines of my wallet and I came home with comic awesomeness. The sheer number of great comics even in these rough economic times tells me that there’s always room for comics. It’s great to see and it’s tremendously inspiring.

On the other hand, I was supremely annoyed with myself that I wasn’t a part of it. It’s not the day job that gets in the way (although, it really does get in the fucking way), it’s not all the other projects that get in the way, it’s not life that gets in the way, or any of a bajillion other fucking things that I can point to that get in my way. It’s me. I’m getting in my own fucking way. There are a fuck ton of people who are a fuck ton more busy than I am and they manage to crank out awesome indy comics of epic awesomeness. If they can level up and bring their A game to the SPX, so can I.

SPX was a great kick in the ass. Hopefully, this means you’ll be seeing more art work from me from now on. There’s a lot of shit that I want to get done and it’s been taking entirely too long for me to get to it. So fuck it, time to level up and art like a ninja.

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