Provisions.
Well, I'm off tomorrow. Thought I'd make one last blog post, cos I will only have the most basic of internet access for almost the next two weeks.
Just to prove that there's nothing too trivial for this blogger, I've taken a photo of my provisions for the trip.
Juicy Fruit gum to combat the ear-popping. Butter Menthols cos I have developed a killer sore throat in the past two days. (I dunno what your mysterious illness was, Sam, but I know you gave me your sicky germs over MSN Messenger.)
For reading material, a book I probably already should have read, Bonfire of the Vanities. In the comics department: Bendis's Goldfish. I must admit to never having read any of Bendis's pre-Marvel work, so I'm rectifying that now. And seeing as Scott McCloud has another of his manifestos coming out soon, and I thoroughly enjoyed Understanding Comics, I decided to give Reinventing Comics a read.
Lastly, my trusty Bic 2-pen and a Spirax notebook for all those deep thoughts. I will probably just be drawing immature phallic doodles of the Big Banana, though.
Catch y'all (yeah, all two of ya) in a couple of weeks.
It was me muhahahahahaha.
Having traveled two weeks into the future I will fortell your journey right here- You see a suit of armor in a store and you hang out in a place with old rubbish which gives you the idea of building Retroville.
At first they laugh at you, But overnight society is changed by your visionary urban planning. You are granted the Nobel Peace Prize and make billions off it.
Also for some reason in the future you have to drink your own piss for nourishment, Veichles run on animal methane, and flesh eating zombies walk the land.
To the future, Daniel, To the future!
Yeah, umm… you go on ahead, Reaper. I’ll catch up with you later.