"Home of the Big Butts!"

It is not all bad.
The first thing I like about Wally Wood is that they are truly an equal opportunity employer.
Our associates come in all shapes and sizes, colors, conditions and creeds.
They hired me, a crying, bleeding mess.
I am fascinated by our butts, and check in the mirror to see if mine is yet tremendous.
I call us "Home of the Big Butts!" in my head, and think OK, this monster corporation I work for, at least they are equal opportunity.
I'll give them that.

May I Help You?

A lumbering amoeba, once was I.
Once, a soggy rock.
Mother Protector revealed my lioness.
Paintings, and songs lept to my pages.
Now, well, now my dreams are old and damp.
I hurt.
And, I work at Wally Wood.

Desperate Times

Desperate times call for desperate measures.
My desperate measure is to be working at Wally Wood for the past two years and counting.
In the past, I have boasted that I have lived "many lives in this one!"
I never expected my path to lead to Wally Wood, however.
I think I'm being punished for boasting.