| The Invincible Army |
[Jul. 25th, 2008|09:05 am] |
It was about time I gave Napoleon his own comic that actually has to do with things he did. |
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[Jul. 25th, 2008|08:53 am] |
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It's amazing that fax machines are still in use. |
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| styles depending |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|11:28 pm] |
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| | Black Friday, Steely Dan | ] |
While driving today I was thinking about these European public opinion polls I saw. They all prefer Obama over McCain by 9 to 1. Then I was thinking how the Euro is kicking the dollars ass and how the dollar isn't worth shit anymore.
So, I thought let's have a 25 dollar bill with Tinkerbell on it, It could say "In Tink we trust" but that seems foolish Tink isn't really trustworthy or dependable. Maybe it could say "We love TInk". It would be holographic, with her in any of 11 different styles depending on how you held the bill. For a background it could have an interstellar scene of revolving galaxy's. Kind of like in "Men in Black" where that cat Orion had a galaxy on his collar. It would sparkle and move against a mysterious inky blackness. Tink could be standing in a woodland mushroom patch.
scary thing: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/18/opinion/18morris.html |
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| My Daily Tweets |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|11:32 pm] |
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| SPX 2008 |
[Jul. 25th, 2008|01:13 am] |
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| | The Beatles - Don't Let Me Down | ] |
I sat down earlier and started making a list of all the stuff I need to start putting together for SPX this year, hoping to get a head start on the work - a couple new mini comics, new shirts, new buttons, tiny paintings, prints...
...and then I remembered that I don't have a table lined up this year!
Oh well. I guess it will be nice to be able to go and just hang out and actually spend the weekend looking at comics and goofing off. I believe I'll be signing at the New Reliable Press table at some point (You Ain't No Dancer 3 will be debuting), so I am still planning to have some new mini comics with me for that, and also for trading as I walk around the rest of the weekend. Other than a few mini comics, I don't plan on bringing much of anything down with me.
I do have another batch of shirts in the works, which I'll be selling online. I'm thinking about maybe taking pre-orders this time around and only printing enough to fill the pre-orders, simply because screen printing shirts myself is a lot of work! Expect to see a mock up of the new shirts sometime in the coming weeks. I can tell you that they will be available in two different colors, I think yellow printed on dark maroon shirts and a yet to be decided color printed on light blue shirts. |
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| teatime is comics time |
[Jul. 25th, 2008|10:27 am] |
Waxing sentimental about thysanurans. Maybe I should point out that it's not like I cultivate these things; I'm just happy to see their shining li'l faces when they do appear from time to time.
Also trying to get back into real media again. I just got a passel of these promising but incomprehensibly-labeled brushpens, and they're great.
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| Ooooops |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|04:56 pm] |
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I just spent the better part of an hour trying to convince people on an internet forum that a dude who ran over a bunch of pigs in a truck and then stabbed them with spears while mocking them in a baby pig voice might not be quite the man's man that he seems at first glance. |
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| Not-so-happy hour |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|06:26 pm] |
I was sitting outside with a glass of wine, reading...and heard a couple who sound like they're having a breakup argument (albeit a relatively quiet one) while standing between our place and the one next door. Ordinarily I'd just ignore this, or possibly put down my book and listen for a minute. But the thing that held my attention, tugging at something in me and making me sadder than anything has in quite some time...the thing is, there's a baby out there with them. And she (or he) is babbling while they talk, possibly trying to get someone's attention as they ignore her. Every few minutes she sounds like she's about to cry, usually when their voices get a little harsher. It makes me want to cry too.
I just want to go out there and offer to play with the baby, distract her while they hash things out, but I don't know these people (even if they are my neighbors, or at least the guy probably is) and I doubt it'd be taken well.
Oh, the owner of their building just came out to say hello and got them laughing. Absolved. But still sad. |
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| hell yeh! |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|02:50 pm] |
everyone can kick ass at math.
that is all.
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| Horse Weekly: When You Want to Read about Horses, Every Week |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|04:37 pm] |
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[Jul. 24th, 2008|03:07 pm] |
Last night I was on my way out to dinner with some friends when I came across a baby bird on the sidewalk. I nearly hit him* with my bike, but I was going slow enough that I manage to wiggle my wheel around him without making too much contact (I don't think I hit him at all). We had had a very violent couple of hours of rain in the late afternoon; he had probably been blown out of the nest. I thought at first that he was probably very close to death. He was on his back, his breast pink and featherless, his crop jutting out of his chest. He was twitching and shivering, but otherwise not moving much. I wanted to at least move him out of the path of pedestrians, children and cyclists, so I tried to move him without touching him. My friends suggested that we pick him up with some sort of cloth and put him into the grass.
He cheeped pitifully when Gena gingerly scooped him up to move him, which was my first real indication that he might not be dying after all. (I was pacing and squirming and moaning and groaning while she did it. I'm ridiculously squeamish when it comes to seeing someone in pain.) She placed him in the grass, still on his back, and we were about to leave when I scurried back into the house to call my friend Hoss who has had some experience with rehabilitating wild birds and has connections with other rehabilitators. He told me to put the bird in a box with some paper towels for insulation and keep him in a warm, dark, quiet place, so I did, murmuring to him as I gingerly picked him out of the grass and placed him breast-down in the box. I tucked him in lightly and put him in my bathroom because there are no windows and he would be away from any breezes that might come through my house there.
Honestly, I didn't have much hope for him, but I couldn't bear the thought of letting him slowly starve to death in someone's front yard, especially if he could possibly be saved with a little effort. We went off to eat our dinner (at Astoria, a new Greek place on Monroe Ave) and when I returned to my house, Hoss--who had come to pick up the bird--and I found him alert and chirpy, eagerly opening his mouth to be fed by any shadows that came near his face. Hoss took him home and delivered him to a local veterinary hospital that takes wildlife and is going to check up on the bird in a couple of days.
I hope he makes it.
*I don't really know the gender of this bird, but somehow I have been calling him "him" so... unless I learn differently, I guess that's how it will stay. |
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| troll poll |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|01:40 pm] |
Poll #1228988 irl trolls, jobs
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: AllWho is the most effective in-real-life troll? I have a write-in troll candidate: Only Males Answer: Do you care if a girl you may potentially date has the ability to hold down a job? Only Females Answer: Do you care if a guy you may potentially date has the ability to hold down a job?
The IRL troll poll is to measure abilities as a troll, not to express personal feelings about the troll in question. Always use as directed. Here's a description of trolling for the uninformed. |
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| Project Sandbox |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|12:36 pm] |
I'm here to WIN!
Thank you for reading my comics! Hello to my new friends that Kate Beaton told to come over here! |
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| A couple free minutes at work |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|08:28 am] |
Also I always feel weird about doing this sorta thing but when I come across an artist I really like I sometimes directly copy their work to see how they form their lines and that sort of thing. I read Skim recently.
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| shakey dog |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|10:35 pm] |
Hong Kong is exploding with tourists right now. Backpacks are on, maps are out. This should be a nuisance but it's a pleasure: I live near a tourist hotel so I see people sallying forth, maybe going out into the city for the first time. At their agog expressions I want to shout, "I KNOW THAT FEELING! And by the way, where are you from 'cause damn, that's an inscrutable ethnicity you're workin' with."
I love HK.
Pegatina, I have penned you an ode.
I long to sip from hersluitbare strip,
and drink sticky Tab from her shoe.
Selbstklebend zum will slip from her lips
as leichten Verschluß will I do.
Yours ever,
Luklit
Rubbed it on. Still flatulent and I think I'm actually more itchy.
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[Jul. 24th, 2008|10:05 am] |
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nice article about a proposed State between Wyoming and South Dakota named Absaroka |
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| beeblism's fashion supplement |
[Jul. 24th, 2008|01:06 am] |
so it's been about 20 years. i think i might almost be ready for a wardrobe change.
i think i've been holding off for at least the last 5 of that 20 just because there's just so many damn microfads out there anymore. the instant and global gratification of Internet ensures that anything that isn't dopey hip cellphone-commercial trying-too-hard-at-the-indie-rock-show neo-fedora-type fare -- or else totally over-the-top silly 80s-retro peacock cocaine-chic bling -- will instantly become that after just a week of flickr posts.
i'm not asking for a lot. i just want my own thing, you know? no pyrotechnics, no blazingly sexy celebrity-lookalike updos, no Supercred under-under-underground twee ironic japanese cowboy sweaters. just something cheap, solid, comfortable, lo-pro, that'll work every day of my life whether i do the laundry or not. something optimized for my environment, rather than the other way around. something old people will approve, but that can take plenty of trauma and sweat -- but that abercrombie cargo-shorts malldudes won't appropriate because they want to look as if they give their clothes sweat and/or trauma while they're on their way between the multiplex and the ruby tuesday's. you know... something that nobody with a blackberry could pull off.
hmm. tabulating this data, it appears that i'm looking for something more or less like... this:
oy. you just can't win!
really though, all i want is to not signify anything. like "gen x," or "critical-mass-variety anarcho-armchairist," or "just another douchey boring american white guy."
in other words, i want to start looking like something other than what i am. after all, isn't that the whole point of clothes?
the best part is i know no matter what i end up in, some hipster will still pop up and call me a hipster.
man the 21st century is hard guys. bah... i'll give it another 10 years. maybe then i can just wear bison hide. |
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| commissions |
[Jul. 23rd, 2008|08:58 pm] |
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| | The Olivia Tremor Control - Hilltop Procession (Momentum Gaining) | ] |
I've almost worked my way through my backlog of commissions! For a while there it was pretty hairy, but I only have three more to do now. Thanks to everyone who has been patiently waiting! I've been stuffing the packages with all kinds of extra goodies to make up for the delays.
As soon as I manage to clear my desk of these last few commissions I'll start taking a new batch of commission orders. I'd take more now, but I really need to get these last few finished first, these last few people have been waiting for a long time. I'm working on a number of deadline projects right now, but I've been trying to squeeze in time for commissions whenever possible. |
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