One of my favorite literary characters of all time. A crabby, old, dirt poor, sci-fi writer named Kilgore Trout from a number of Kurt Vonnegut Jr. novels.
I've been trying to continue doing something a little more abstract from my normal style. I based my image of Kilgore on Vonnegut himself, and a couple of Vonnegut's prints.
According to Vonnegut Kilgore trout died in the year 2004. The epitaph on his tombstone says, "Life is no way to treat an animal."
Edit: Shit, and now the world has lost Vonnegut himself. Sad day.
"So it goes."
I love how Vonnegut will start rambling about one of his sci-fi stories midway through a paragraph.
Ting-a-ling!
Man I wouldn't like to run into him in the streets, he'd probably have a go at me for being young and then lecture me on something from his day.