I'm sorry about the dearth of blog entries this week, folks. I'm hunkered down working on a couple of movie posters for a flick featuring STEVE ZAHN.
God damned STEVE ZAHN.
See, I went to high school with Steve Zahn. He was two years ahead of me and he was everything I wasn't. He was *staggeringly popular*. He was an exceptional sportsman. He was homecoming king, and not even ironically. The girls loved him, even though he acted in plays and sang in the choir. He oozed charisma. Meanwhile, MY senior year was filled with jocks calling me "drama fag" and girls doing their damndest NOT to sleep with me.
And ever since then, even though I'm sure he's a wonderful, lovely guy and I've actually had to reluctantly and begrudgingly concede that he's done some fun acting turns, I've decided I hate his guts.
Just so I can do this:
To get back at him, I'm gonna photoshop him FAT.