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Written by Timothy Skaggs
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Thursday, 24 April 2008 |
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Our first blog review! 'Every Day is Like Wednesday' mentioned us and here is an excerpt:
"There were several artists who had big signs and suchlike, and several
others who were selling or giving away sweets like Dum-Dum suckers or
brownies. The most unusual such incentive I saw was a half-eaten
sandwich on a paper plate with a sign reading "Take a bite of the
community sub."
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Written by Timothy Skaggs
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Thursday, 24 April 2008 |
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Early in the week we realize that SPACE is this weekend in Columbus,
O! Holy crap – we thought we had another week to prepare. Phil had
hoped to get another mini done and printed, so we'd have something
else to sell, other than just the lonely first issue of Boom Fantasy.
He decides to crank out a 24 hour comic – an idea he's had floating
around for a while, The Lone (Red) Ranger. He works most of the
night, takes off from substitute teaching the next day, and turns out
a pretty tight little thing, on the final assessment. I help out with
erasing pencil lines – at first I think the pages are shuffled, but
no... I'm reading them in order. Call me dense. Or maybe just
tired. We photocopy it semi-legally, but I won't say more because the
person at this company with a steady day job likes it and doesn't want
to lose it. Anyway, those slave-drivers owed him. For real.
We head out on Friday afternoon on US 30 from Valpo, east which will
take us most of the way to Columbus. Some talk had been bandied about
regarding a road trip via this route – boring as hell, no! Over the
Ohio border, there are no "Cleveland 50 miles" etc signs, just County
Road 8, one half mile. Awesome planning, very welcoming to cross
country travelers looking for Mr. Guernsey's farm or Bob's house. We
roll into Columbus to find out that SPACE is sharing city space with
the Arnold Classic, Arnold Schwarzenegger's body building competition,
which means one thing and one thing alone to us – every hotel is
booked up by weight-lifting, Adidas track-besuited meatheads (or
wannabe facsimiles thereof)
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