So we have an Italian exchange student at our school. And he and I were hanging out and he saw a pony, and he tried to show me but he didn’t know what it was called so he just pointed at it and said “Look, the compressed horse.”
And then he just grinned at his complete understanding of the English language.
He’s doing it right.
I was sitting on the train today as we crossed the Manhattan Bridge, colors and graffiti flashing by in the usual New York City blur. I looked through the window as everything passed by, and I saw a girl sitting alone on the floor of the bridge, knees drawn up to her chest, her head in her hands. Everything seemed to go slow motion for a second. She was gone in an instant, almost faster than thought, but I’ll never forget how alone she looked as the world went on without her. She was sitting there with her head in her hands as the train thundered past, and I was on the other side, watching through the window. She was having her moment, completely unaware that I was, in some way, sharing it with her. She’ll never know some guy saw her at sixty miles an hour and spent the rest of the day wondering what she was so sad about. She’ll certainly never know he wrote about her. I wonder if she knows that two people can share two sides of the same moment and never even know it.
Archie Meets The Punisher (1994) par Batton Lash (scénario), John Buscema (dessins du Punisher), Stan Goldberg (dessins d’Archie)
LE crossover Ultime. Frank Castle le vigilante qui lésine pas sur la violence rencontre Archie le sympathique bênet de Riverdale.<3 <3 <3 <3
At last! My prints for Comic Con are DONE! This is just a smattering of the art and goodies I’ll be selling at my booth, Green 23. I’ll have stickers, the Harry Potter cards, and prints in 8.5 x 11 and 5 x 7 sizes.
It’s gonna be great! Come on by!
Now, you listen to me, James Hawkins. You got the makings of greatness in you, but you got to take the helm and chart your own course. Stick to it, no matter the squalls! And when the time comes you get the chance to really test the cut of your sails, and show what you’re made of! Well, I hope I’m there, catching some of the light coming off you that day.