Goot Hibson

My Tom Skerritt story. On one of my many attempts at college, I was in some classes with Tom's daughter-in-law. Tom's nephew was also my choir teacher in high school. Anyway, for a period of about ten years, I would run into Tom at various locations.

Finally didn't see him for a while. In 2001 I moved to Crested Butte, Colorado for the summer. My parents came to visit and we went out to dinner. Two tables away and I hear, "Holy cow." I look up and wouldn't you know it. "Stop following me!" he said laughing.

My Tom Skerritt story. On one of my many attempts at college, I was in some classes with Tom's daughter-in-law. Tom's nephew was also my choir teacher in high school. Anyway, for a period of about ten years, I would run into Tom at various locations.

I encountered him again at my college later. I decided not to be that awkward guy and stood my distance, but he saw me, smiled and said hello again. Talked a bit about what he was doing in the Seattle Arts scene (my school and Cornish had drama programs).

My Tom Skerritt story. On one of my many attempts at college, I was in some classes with Tom's daughter-in-law. Tom's nephew was also my choir teacher in high school. Anyway, for a period of about ten years, I would run into Tom at various locations.

Riding back home in a friend’s car and we just got pulled over by the rurales. I wonder how well that “Sovereign Citizen” bullshit would play here in Vietnam.

Useful Russian phrase I picked up from a @hntdove.bsky.social novel I read some time ago: “Yob tvoyu mat,” which is pretty handy to use when teaching as long as you haven’t any Russian students at your grade school and WELL TALK ABOUT A COINKY DINK

We just stopped at an expressway rest area for rest area purposes (this vehicle contains both a three-year-old and a 62-year-old male with equivalent levels of bladder capacity). I’m in the gents and on the way out I see an absolutely ENORMOUS dude.

Like defensive lineman huge. Six foot six and around 300 pound. Black hoodie, weird little beard, Kangol hat on backwards and oh wait shit I know that guy. I washed my hands first because I’m not a savage and caught him on the way out.

So here's my Matt Howarth story. My AuDHD brain insists on telling you all about how my whole life I have chased unique art styles, especially in comics. Take it as read that I grew up idolizing Walt Simonson's Manhunter and his one-off Dr Fate special, any issues of Heavy Metal I could find, etc.

And I never contacted him again.

So here's my Matt Howarth story. My AuDHD brain insists on telling you all about how my whole life I have chased unique art styles, especially in comics. Take it as read that I grew up idolizing Walt Simonson's Manhunter and his one-off Dr Fate special, any issues of Heavy Metal I could find, etc.

I called Matt. He answered. I told him who I was and he had heard of the book. Completely off the top of my head, I pitched him a story set in the Old West about an alien ship crashlanding outside of a small town in Texas. Maybe this is just my dim memory (It was 40 years ago),

So here's my Matt Howarth story. My AuDHD brain insists on telling you all about how my whole life I have chased unique art styles, especially in comics. Take it as read that I grew up idolizing Walt Simonson's Manhunter and his one-off Dr Fate special, any issues of Heavy Metal I could find, etc.

And the day job is actually the night job. I worked in the machine shop at a large aircraft manufacturer in Seattle, who shall remain nameless. I work the swing shift, 3 to 11:30 PM. Now, I have no idea whatsoever how it transpired, but I got a hold of Matt's phone number.

So here's my Matt Howarth story. My AuDHD brain insists on telling you all about how my whole life I have chased unique art styles, especially in comics. Take it as read that I grew up idolizing Walt Simonson's Manhunter and his one-off Dr Fate special, any issues of Heavy Metal I could find, etc.

These weirdo artists convince me that I can make a comic book, too. It's about 1986 and the bw boom is on. My friend Steve and I hook up with Stan Shaw and create *Billy Nguyen, Private Eye*. Sales are... not encouraging, but we keep at it. Got some good reviews.

So here's my Matt Howarth story. My AuDHD brain insists on telling you all about how my whole life I have chased unique art styles, especially in comics. Take it as read that I grew up idolizing Walt Simonson's Manhunter and his one-off Dr Fate special, any issues of Heavy Metal I could find, etc.

Jump ahead a couple of years. I'm in a comic shop and I see Ron Post on the cover of a comic book. It's issue #3 so I dig around and find #1 and 2 as well. To this day, the only creator who comes even close to Howarth's conglomeration of art, SF, and dangerous music is @evandorkin.bsky.social

So here's my Matt Howarth story. My AuDHD brain insists on telling you all about how my whole life I have chased unique art styles, especially in comics. Take it as read that I grew up idolizing Walt Simonson's Manhunter and his one-off Dr Fate special, any issues of Heavy Metal I could find, etc.

I don't know exactly when it was; late high school or when I was in the Air Force, but I came across a BIZARRE comic strip. It was Ron Post holding an alien baby and talking about a band called SPK. The article also talked about other bands:

So here's my Matt Howarth story. My AuDHD brain insists on telling you all about how my whole life I have chased unique art styles, especially in comics. Take it as read that I grew up idolizing Walt Simonson's Manhunter and his one-off Dr Fate special, any issues of Heavy Metal I could find, etc.