Morrissey Signing Autographs
I used to be the hugest Morrissey fan. I still like him OK (he's on my 10 Hottest Guys page). But I have always been able to appreciate the absolute, utter dorkiness of his dorky fans. It cracks me up! All the poor, downtrodden, deformed misfit kids think he's their Messiah. I have always wanted to cruise up to a Morrissey signing in my pink car, wearing a fur coat and brandishing my Sig, and yell out, "Look at me, I'm having the time of my life!!"
That super dork in the wheelchair is based on a real person! I saw her at a concert once in Mountain View, CA... all gothed out in black velvet, with those evil black boots on her little tiny shrunken legs.
This drawing is supposed to be October 24, 1994, and me and my sister are in the upper left, looking in the window. (My sister used to have 1/2 black, 1/2 blonde hair, and I used to jam pencils and a sword through my sloppy chignon.)