The New Me, In Time for Opening Night
Richard Stevens’ Diesel Sweeties is a laugh riot. I read it religiously, daily (and even on religious days, like today) and always get a good laugh. Any good artist makes you fill in the visual gaps, whether it’s leaving out every shingle or brick in a painting or forcing an appreciation for pixel aliasing when you’re wearing the red-n-black.
If you want your own hand (tablet) drawn, 8-bit pixel party shot, complete with slimming transform, anti-aging bits, and appropriate derisive expression (and the Islanders aren’t even in the vicinity of the Rock yet!), all this can be yours for a very nominal fee.