Friday, January 18, 2008

...on immortality

you know.

every year, while working on the daily and all the prep for the gun show, i pend most of the time feeling like this:

but today.

it's a little different.

you see i came in today and page one was on my chair.


rather the proof of page one. of day one.

i am a new man.

seeing page one, or the cover especially that cover i get to do once a year with the silver ink, is when i feel like it's all worthwhile. now the bastard knows that in the long view, this stuff doesn't matter to the ages but, on days today, i feel like part of me will live forever.

and one day, part of me just might.

—the bastard

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