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The Annies went well (as well as could be expected-- we didn't win) and Kung-Fu Panda destroyed everything in its path. Not many surprises, but good to see a lot of people I haven't seen in a while.

I've been busy since New Year's dressing up my pitches all sexy-like and teaching them how to go out and earn some bread, and now I'm gonna send 'em out on the streets for the first time. Let's just hope they know what they're doing, the stupid pitches.

In the mean time, I've done something I swore I'd never do again-- cohabitating! There goes the dream of being George Clooney Jr. Still, I've never been so happy. Well, except for being unemployed and having to build tons of Ikea furniture. I'm starting to hate the name "Billy".

So pretty much I'm in another spot where I've got nothing to show you guys for a while. So here's a cheesy picture from the Annies of Jay Bastian (CN executive), James Silverman (producer of Underfist), some goon, and Greg Eagles (Grim). Damn, what a bunch of handsome livestock.



It takes a loong while for anything to get going in TV, but if you don't hear from me in a few months you can assume I've either won the lottery, given up and moved to Canada where people get paid to make cartoons, or am crying myself to sleep at night. Or all three.

When the stuff starts coming back up here it'll be coming up fast and furious, like a breasfast burrito. I'm starting to work on my vinyl toys again and once I get some sketches done I'll share 'em here since I've really got nothing to lose (or gain, really) on those babies.

Stay sharp. Trust no one!