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friday robots

Looking at today’s post you might think, This doesn’t look like a robot.  This looks like the window Kid Shay gazes out every weekday at his job.  But hey, those aren’t real trees.  That is a drawing of the trees Josh sees out that window.

You might think all that, and you’d be right.

Happy Friday everybody.

Look for me tomorrow at MoCCA Fest in NYC!

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meet me in new york

This weekend! I’ll be at the MoCCA Fest tabling with my friend and mentor Kenan. Stop by our table, say hi, check out our mind-boggling assortment of comics and exotic fruit. See you there!

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sambora visits The Family Monster

Sambora influenced my work in many ways.  In October 2004 she made a brief but memorable visit to The Family Monster.

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sambora: the future

In the last few months, Sambora confided in me her final wishes.  Over the course of many private conversations, Sambora indicated that she wanted to be placed in stasis until such a time when a cure for old age can be found.  I readily agreed to her plan.

Sambora’s head was surgically removed from her body and packed in dry ice.  A drone whisked her from Portland to a cryogenic facility in Scottsdale, Arizona.  She was scientifically placed in a head-sized jar and cooled to -196°C.  There she will wait in suspended animation.

The future will bring many good things, including cures for every conceivable ailment.  100-500 years from now, Sambora’s head will be removed from its jar, placed on a robot body and brought back to life.  Sambora will pick up right where she left off, meowing and sitting and walking and licking.  Isis and I will be right there with her, our heads mounted on robot bodies of our own.  In the future, almost everything will have a robot body.