FIFTEEN MINUTE BREAK April 17, 2003

My influences stick out like a sore thumb. The idea for me to come up with something totally original must derive from some outside influence and I make no bitter bones about it- just as long as it has no direct resemblance to the influence where it derives from. Jeez, that's almost coming across as a ripped off Robert Fripp zen reference. But- seriously, the main thing in my Deposit Man series is I take a bow in homage to the works of Steve Ditko and the old British sixties televison show, the Prisoner. In the Ditko sense, the character is very quirky- he has many oddballs traits to him, that are on the inside as well as the outside. For one; he's both gay and aggressive, he doesn't show a soft side and takes a radical approach to get what he wants: which amalgamates into the sense of Patrick McGoohan's plight in the Prisoner , the utimate quest for answers and a way to get off this stinking island. In the Deposit Man's case, he feels he is in Heaven prematurely and maybe that is why he made seem different from all other around him and his rationale is so extreme, that he is willing to sacrifice himself to achieve his means, as I demonstrated in The Deposit Man Survival Guide to Afterlife when he set off a nuclear bomb while using actress Dana Plato as his mule.

Well enough deep thoughts for now, my fifteen minutes is way overdue,

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Coat

FIFTEEN MINUTE BREAK April 16, 2003

Today is a day to celebrate- so I won't be writing much due to today's WHV workload- but I'm elated to say that I finally have a complete Deposit Man issue in my hands. A 30 page comic book story that has been in more than a year in the making has finally made it's way to my house last evening. It's certainly shaping up to be a stupendous looking issue. I can't express how invigorated this makes me feel! It makes me just want to go and whip out more! And hopefully I'll crack the whip on Larry's back to churn out the other two parts of my Deposit Man and the Last Great Gate of Mortality opus by this summer's end, so I can have them stocked in comic book speciality shops by end of this year.

Well, fifteen minutes are up and I got to clean up the mess on my desk at work,

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Coat

FIFTEEN MINUTE BREAK April 15, 2003

It's taxation slavery day again. I started doing mine- but I realized somewhere along the line, I was using the wrong state tax form and said screw it! So I took my w-2s and unfinished form and wrote on the form, 'FINISH THEM YOURSELF!!" in bold magic marker before sealing up the envelope. Hey, it just goes to show that I really suck at math- but as long as they see that I made the pathetic attempt to file- what harm could come to me?

I'm still jamming on this new Saga album. I don't enjoy as much as I did the last one, House of Cards , but I wanted to mention that this new one MARATHON has sort of comic book motif running through it. The cover accentuates the journey of a locust man in sort of a super hero mode patroling the city streets. The band's art designer also employs the use of comic book panels on the inside of the CD's booklet as well as comic book lettering fonts for the lyrics. Anyway, I know the band isn't everyone's cup of tea- I would asume that all delphiforum members would probably castrate me if I mentioned this on Ska8e Jesus or the Worst Ever Forum, but I'm elated that this band of Canadian rockers chooses to rejuvenate itself ever two to three years or so.

I so f**king sick of hearing about Iraq already. Now I hear the focus is now shifting toward Syria and see how much havoc we can wreak there. Jeez, while we're at it, why don't we give it another go at Castro, since we're in the usurping countries' regimes business?

Well, all I have to say is-
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I hope they can wait until at least May Sweeps is finished. The best thing about this skirmish is to admit that I admire the fact that the US and British troops got the worst of the fighting out of the way just in time for new Smallville episodes to air.

Well, maybe your fifteen minutes isn't up, but mine sure is-

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Coat

FIFTEEN MINUTE BREAK April 14, 2003

Swamped as usual. The son of a bitch workload never lets up. I can probably chalk it up to the May Sweeps.

I had a real busy weekend. I decided on the spur of the moment to undertake a new project- a physical project. Every Saturday, for the remainder of this month and into the next I decided it's time to call it quits in renting storage space for my big portion of my comic book collection. The funny thing, I don't even remember the last time I was ever at my storage area to check up on things because it's clear out on the Northwestern end of the San Fernando Valley, Northridge to be precise. I lived breifly out in Northridge on several occasions since I made the permanent move to Los Angeles, and since then I've seen the place deteriorate before my veyes and I have to yet again, chalk it up to gangs. Gangs have swooped in made the main thoughfare of Northridge into gangbanger territory. There is plenty of petty crime, graffiti, and intimidation in abundance. So I make sure that whatever I have to do to get things prepped up for the move, I make sure to do it in the daytime.

I found a few treasured items that I forgot that I had- like a lot of those Marvel Masterworks Hardcover series in first print, Omaha the Cat Dancer & Love & Rockets tradepaperbacks and lots of graphic novel collections from the mid-eighties. Who knows if any of this shit worth anything?

I also picked up the new Saga album, Marathon over the weekend. It took me a month to locate it- due that the Canadian band has very low distribution out here, but are a huge success overseas. And they record all their albums at a studio a few miles from my house.

Oh well, more tomorrow because, as usual, my fifteen minutes are up,

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Coat