Went home for lunch. AC still not fixed. Brad is coming back tomorrow.
Worked some more on word balloon issues. I have problems with spacing and type placement, but as I've said before, as soon as I start drawing, characters start talking to me. Take Nearly Nude Dude here:
The Adventures of Nearly Nude Dude
Maybe I'm in the wrong profession. Gee, I wonder what ol' Cartmill has to say about this?
"As an adolescent I aspired to lasting fame, I craved factual certainty, and I thirsted for a meaningful vision of human life -- so I became a scientist. This is like becoming an archbishop so you can meet girls."
—M. Cartmill
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