47 Reasons I Didn't Become A Cartoonist: Part 4

Because the future is where we'll be spending the rest of our lives

What stirring insights did my 10-year old self have into the future? It seems that many species have died out and we've had to maintain the delicate balance of nature with robotic replacements. I might actually end up being right for once...

This one's already come true...I'm a prophet! Ok, I'll give you that it looks nothing like the Sony Aibo. In fact the shape of head came from the Star Destroyer on my Dynamite magazine poster. But that's not important. Let's focus on my obvious gift of divination.

Oh! And there's another odd thing on this one. I erased my signature in the lower left corner and replaced it with the one in the electricity over the dog's head. This happens on several other cartoons too. For some reason I got into incorporating my signature into the background of the drawing. I'm not sure where I picked this up. I'd love to say it was Al Hirschfeld, but I'd be a bald faced liar... it's probably from someone in Mad Magazine.

Environmentally conscious? Opposites day? Perhaps forseeing it's temporal importance in the Back to the Future Trilogy? How the hell should I know...I've got divination, not memory.

It's a biotech creature used to patrol our waters to protect us from the Atlanteans after their attack on...ooh. Perhaps I've said too much.

It looks like my first attempt had him as a jaunty mechanical man with arms and legs...I guess he didn't look robotic enough. Now he has wheels and tools for hands. That's what he gets for being jaunty!

The original design spec clearly called for 8 legs, but they had to cut back to 6 to keep production costs down.

And another incorporated signature...so subtle you hardly even notice it.

Robot fleas? I give up.