Ivy throws me surprise parties once in a while. She’s brilliant at engineering surprises, but it’s almost wasted, because I’m pathetically easy to fool. (Imagine Ricky Jay doing card tricks for a cocker spaniel, seriously.)
Anyway, she pulled off another wonderful party Saturday, two days after my actual birthday, which was all it took to eliminate any suspicions on my part, because, well… see above. I’m dense. We had a fantastic time all the way into the wee hours.
Along with our great local pals, longtime friends Kurt Busiek, Larry Marder, and Barry Deutsch flew/drove/rode in for the occasion, and Larry and local legend Paul Smith even gave me some gorgeous original art! (Check it out!: Paul’s | Larry’s)
And then there was the cake! Yet another piece of great original art; quickly demolished, but no less appreciated.
Friends, Life, Wife: I love you.
Wow, both those pieces are spectacular.
I agree! ^^
Happy birthday Scott! I understand 50 is the new 40!
Great-looking artwork. Great-looking cake. Happy birthday, Scott!
Technically, Barry neither flew nor drove in. What do you call it? Chugged? Betrained? Amtrekked?
Good point. I’ve added “rode.”
I will forever need editing. It is my fate. :-/
That is some sweet art! And I do hope 50 is the new 40 – I could use those ten years!
I wonder if it’s every man’s dream to be as productive as Jack Kirby and Will Eisner?
And don’t forget Tezuka. That guy made Will and Jack look like slackers.
Seriously, over 700 works to his name! Also happy birthday Scott, I hope you have another fifty years ahead of you.
Scott are you kidding? Pshaw, you don’t even look forty! Best of luck in your career!
Happy Half-Century, Scott!
I’m sure you already know this but others may not: JustJenn did the cake, and she did mine and Darlene’s wedding cupcakes a year ago. She’s a Renaissance Lady who wears many hats, not the least of which are appreciation of comics and being an incredible baker.
The esteemed Mr. Busiek misleads; while Barry did not fly in, he also did not Amtrak. According to his own description, he came via Greyhound, so he arrived by bus. Or dog.
Tell JustJenn that her work was so horrible, we were forced to chew it up and swallow the evidence, in some cases going back for seconds.