I met a lot of cool people during the recent jaunt to the Baltimore Bouchercon, none cooler than Roger Petersen (self-portrait, right), despite his enforcing something of a Bataan forced march on a group of thirsty tourists as they plodded through Baltimore towards the shimmering mirage of Roger’s idea of a perfect bar. Mind you, I am inclined to wonder how cool the horizontally-inclined Rog was the night the Phillies finally won the World Series. Anyhoos, Rog is something of a genius when it comes to ye olde illustrations and comic books, just one example of which cometh below. For more of the same, clickety-click on this …
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Roger is indeed cool. So cool that all he needs to learn is that the perfect bar is whichever one he's in.
(or maybe I'm just lazy...)
Amen, brother ...
That was a pretty cool bar, but there was a time when I wondered (after what seemed about six miles of walking) if he was taking us somewhere to be loaded into a truck and sold for medical experiments.
Plus, you really have to respect guys like Roger and Gregg who drove to Baltimore the day of the convention and when asked where they were staying said, "Don't know yet."
diggin' that art
comics rule, but graffiti is a real art crime
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