I can’t tell you how many new hopeful comics
writers I meet who have never finished anything
in their lives because their intended first project
is a hundred-episode epic that creates a whole
new universe or three. And I tell them all the
same thing: you’re screwed. No-one will want it.
Not until you’ve written something short, capable
of being produced on a budget, and finished.
Your epic may be worldchanging, but no-one will
ever know because no publisher will gamble that
kind of money on an unknown. And that’s before
you get to the vagaries of the attention economy.
— Warren Ellis
movers: Packing up the house. Leaving Wednesday.
movers: Packing up the house. Leaving Wednesday.

office: now: then
office: now: then

living room: full of boxes
living room: full of boxes

The man was stuffed with dope, and at this point in the life of professional bike racing — in the life of our culture — I think we need to stop pretending we’re outraged. Remember when we, as a society, could still be surprised by the antics of the cast of the Real World, or Survivor, or Big Brother, or American Idol (or our government)? We no longer tune in to reality shows to be shocked by alcoholics, or racism, or threesomes or whatever we might consider taboo; we watch, if we do at all, to see how the drama will unfold this time, with this group, with all the past seasons as context for participants as well as spectators.
: I love the glowy halo George kept getting in these shots
: I love the glowy halo George kept getting in these shots

that background looks photoshopped!: but it isn’t.
that background looks photoshopped!: but it isn’t.