that’s the official Sean Ward blog!

Catch me on stage tonight for the Off The Radar Urban Showcase at the Annex Wreckroom. I’ll be on at like ten or ten-thirty.

Very late at the hotel during Wizard World Chicago.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6MuxKvLWHaU

http://www.blogto.com/arts/2008/07/sean_ward_is_torontos_comic_book_superhero/

What a way to get the day started! Thanks so much to everyone who made it a hit, and thanks to Roger Cullman for covering the event!

I love this picture:

And I re-enabled comments on this blog if you get the itch to tell me something.

Extra super very special thanks to the Silver Snail for letting us have the event at their store!!

Check out some of the philosophy I’m laying on the children:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2vCyg5E7–E

How do you like my super-suit?

Mo’ pictures: http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=718204&l=d28ac&id=514079365

After awaking from a long and refreshing slumber, and a morning spent lazily watching youtube videos and surfing the web in bed, I got myself together and started my trip downtown. I would make two stops: I would go to the Silver Snail to pick up my stuff from last night’s party there, and I would stop by the bank to deposit the cash we made at that party. As I gathered my things together to leave (ipod, keys, wallet, sunglasses, etc.), I put the sales money in my front pocket instead of in my wallet. I thought of putting it in my wallet, but didn’t.

Right now I am experimenting with a diet by which you limit your intake of certain kinds of foods but eat whatever you want one day per week. My day is Saturday so I treated myself to an order of fries from one of the trucks in front of City Hall. I am quite a connoisseur of those fries and these were some of the best I’ve ever had. I continued my walk west and as I was passing Osgoode Hall, I passed an old man playing acoustic guitar for change. Earlier this week, I passed him going the other way on the other side of the street and he was playing the Law & Order theme song. I really wished that I had been on his side of the street so I could give him money. Now that he was right here, I thought “I should give him five bucks!” as I passed. Then I shifted my focus to the pocket in which I carry my wallet. It felt I little light. I reached into it. Empty. I dug through the rest of my pockets. Nothing. I raced back to the chip truck to see if I had left it there. No dice. The truck operator suggests it may have fallen under the truck. Of course it didn’t fall under the truck but I crouch down and look any way, even though I know I won’t find it there. I pace around some, looking all over the ground, zig-zagging as I try to retrace my steps.

By the time the realization set in that it was gone, I was reaching the same old man playing guitar. I asked myself what I’m supposed to be learning from a bum deal like this and the answer that came from the ether was that I needed to backtrack so that I would pass the man with the guitar again because I really need to give him five bucks. So I reached into the pocket containing the money from yesterday’s comic book sales, pulled a fiver out of it, and laid it into the old man’s guitar case.

And that felt pretty good.

Come by The Silver Snail in Toronto (367 Queen Street West)

from 5 to 8. Drop by after work, or swing through on your way back out to party! We’ll be partyin’ so come hang out with us!