I avoid all things hollidays, the best xmas ever was when me and David threw around a
shoe in a U district parking lot then went to my place and watched T2 and harry potter(muggle fuck) with Jacob. Santa was assed out, best ever.
This year is aight. I gave my girl a sword and some comix. (I give girls weapons)
and got a HUGE stuffed “mysterious creature known as my friend”
seen here drawing King city 2 and keeping the bed warm. He is a noble beast.
The other day while eating indian take out I watched all 3 Bourne movies in a row, I hate car chases now. and I was really bothered that he never ate or went to the bathroom. David and me used to talk about how the more of those things you have in a story the better it is.
My big therory for improving those movies is: Jason Bournes lover of english muffins. I sincerly believe it would be a better series if he was all about that shit. Like a scene where a dude is dead and there’s no one in the room and you just see an english muffin, you’d be all “awww shit Bourne was there!!”
and plus if you lost your memory you’d want comfort foods.
Here’s my silverhawks drawing I farted out tonight after page 55 of king.
and a random KC page.