Sunday, May 16, 2004

WHAT’S ON MY BRAIN

Should I apologize for my last "What's On?" Probably, but won't. Man--all I can say is I was in a foul assed fucking mood and have no idea where it came from! Well, I sorta do, but fuck it--ain't worth going into that kinda detail here.

Okay, so it was about two weeks ago I last wrote, and I was heading for Spain--and now that I'm back in LA (it's Sunday the 16th) that would also make it about 20,000 miles ago. How to sum it up? I'm getting to old for this shit. I mean really kids, I'm going to be 42 in a few weeks, (Simon turned 42 March 4th) and I just can't recover like I used to! I think Simon and I--"Biz and Buzz"--decided in Spain to start focusing on the next 40 years, and all the cool stuff we should be doing together.

Kind of a Spanish "New Years Resolution(s)" for the both of us.

Okay, details. I flew from 7am Wednesday morning till 10am Thursday morning to get to Barcelona--which is one of the most beautiful cities I've ever seen--really. So with the time change and the travel (still can't feel my ass) I was fucked when I arrived. Simon took a puddle jump, a quick hour and a half from London over, and was fresh as a daisy when he got there the same time I did, which is where the fun began. He loves to ride me when I'm jet lagged, as much as I like to ride him jet lagged when he comes to my coast. Anyhoo, as you might remember from my last note, I told you I had quit smoking and drinking for nearly two months before landing in the Simon zone, so here's the short-hand on what happened there;

"Hi! Hugs, drink, drink, drink, tour Raffa's studios--which is amazing--drink, drink, watch Simon smoke, drink, drink, tour Raffa's store--which is more than amazing--drink, drink, eat, drink, watch Simon smoke, drink, drink, finish dinner, go to bar, drink, drink, join Simon smoking….repeat….the only thing different to add to this over the next few days is the press conferences, and the 10 hours of signing each day. Add a ton of zero sleep, and long talks with my best friend in the whole world, and you won't even come close to what happened there. Trust me."

From there--barely made it back to NYC, Howie got sick, warehouse shit, couldn't sleep more than an hour at a time for two days, then slept for 13 hours straight in time to make it back home to Julie, and drift into jet lag again. That was Thursday I landed in LA--had four meetings that day, and five more on Friday around the E3 computer game show. Love that show, and looking forward to the next Heavy Metal game project--hold on--we got one coming.
So Saturday I looked for the bottom of my desk with no luck, and came closer today--regardless--enough of my bullshit--you probably think I'm trying to get out of another weeks updates--nope, but I might make the message board friends hang in a bit longer before I get to them--some I'll do tonight, others I'll get to all over the week. Thanks for waiting you's guys!

And here we have the final few words for the week. Once I get to the start of the second "Word Doc" page of type I know it is time for me to start pulling all the thoughts together.

Spain was great--I wish I had more time to see the city. Back to the east, way too much work there as always, but got time to see some family--also got time to see some of the old "Mirage Studios/TMNT" art crew on the street--always great to see them--and they reminded me of more than a few comments I've gotten personally, and on the message boards I thought would be a funny photo gallery for this week--"My Tattoo's."

Below you'll see a bunch of them, except the last one on my right arm I don't have a pic of yet. Basically, I wanted them for ten years before meeting Julie--she made me reconsider for another five years after we got married to "really" make sure I wanted them, and in 2000 the flood gates opened. I draw them, my best buddy Brice puts them on me, and here's a bunch of them.

Special items this week? I'll tell you them next week--right now I need to finish the design on the Bisley "Bible" book with Lorenzo.

Me back soon….Kevin