compulsive compartmentalization

Last night we went to a baseball game with some friends. Marty and I sat and talked about comics most of the time, only pausing every so often to look up and see if the foul ball we heard was going to fall on us.

After sitting for an hour or so, gorged on peanuts and a cherry icee, I noticed a guy in scrubs walking up the stands. At first I just registered that he was there. But at a second glance it hit me.

I created him.

No seriously…I’ve got some kind of funky mojo going on where I design a character…and they come to life. Last time I designed a character for my comic I found her the next night at Food Lion working the 10 items or less line.

Last night, however, was ever weirder. You see, in our comic I designed a gang of bullies called ‘The Scrubs’ During the first issue there are three of them. The scrubs dress up like nurses in, well, scrubs. They larger than the other kids, and prey upon our poor hero.

The thing is I designed one of them as having a really long mullet, scrubs, and a stethescope around his neck.

Last night this character came to life. He was at the game. Long, ridiculous mullet, scrubs, and a stethescope. around. his. neck. What are the chances? What are the chances that he would come to the game wearing all of that?

Needless to say I’m afraid to start drawing really evil characters now. They may show up at my door.

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