Saturday, January 23, 2010


(cross posted apologies again)

My comic, PINK TOMBS OF YOUTH, is available for purchase again through the comixpress site.

I have this dream that Natalie Merchant works in the dollar store by me, and spends her days doing Stevie Nicks' spins in Stevie Nicks' dresses, opening bags of pencils so she can sell them individually, is still really excited that Clinton was elected, and remains content in her decision to quit 10,000 Maniacs.

That's more of a random daydream though. I had an actual sleeping dream the other night that John C. Reilly and I went out on a date, and I felt awkward because I didn't know how to bring up the fact that I'm not interested in a homosexual relationship, mostly because I was having such a good time.

Every time I think about 10,000 Maniacs, which isn't that often, I can't think of any of their songs or videos. All I remember is Natalie Merchant dancing with Michael Stipe at the MTV Clinton Inauguration special and half of a joke from a WHO'S THE BOSS episode. Something about 10,000 people being a large amount of band members.

I can also barely remember anything about WHO'S THE BOSS except for that, and a song that might be from the same episode that's played by the daughter's new boyfriend's 'punk' band. They are practicing in the garage and play a song about Reagan. Tony mentions that Bush is now president. They say that Reagan sounds better. Then the laugh track probably kicks in. I've had that song somewhere in my head for 20 years.

I do remember bits and pieces of Natalie Merchant's solo career, and a girl I went to high school with being really into her. Her bedroom door had photos of Merchant cut out of magazines along with Sinead O' Connor. This girl eventually became the first riot grrl in my high school. She got in trouble for writing 'slut' on herself in marker.

I think I'm friends with her on Facebook.

Most people I know are really creative people and are constantly making things. Some of them, though, made one thing that they're really proud of and have no actual intention to ever make anything again. Sometimes they say the will but they never really seem to mean it. I think both are respectable, but every once in a while I do get tired of hearing about the making of an album someone did when they were 15 years old for the thousandth time.

I've been sold out of PINK TOMBS for a while now. It took my friend Dean enough correspondence with comixpress that getting them to list it in their store can, in a certain light, be seen as the completion of an Arthurian quest. When I originally had copies for sale, I made this LJ post explaining the comic and myself.

It's supposed to also be listed in the 'retailer' section of the site where stores can buy it at a discount. I'm not sure this is the case. If you are a store, or own a store, or work in a store, and want to purchase a few copies, just drop me an email and I'll figure it out.

I'm working on new stuff, and have, early in the morning, heard myself mutter aloud, 'If I don't put out two more comic pamphlets this year, I'll just kill myself,' which is one sentence containing over 80 cries for help. It is also more comedically dramatic, and contains more planning than any other thought I would ever allow myself to seriously entertain in my head. Death threats just seem to make good deadlines, as any hostage taker would probably agree.


Friday, January 15, 2010

Where I'm At.

(I'm posting this around, so sorry if you've read it before. I'd be slightly more sorry if you just couldn't stop yourself from reading it though. What I'm saying is I'm especially sorry to people with OCD and those guys that leave comments on blog posts that say that this isn't what they want to read, and if you're going to write about movies on a comics blog, they'll still read it but they will be so so angry, at least until they calm themselves down by organizing the pencils on their desk by date purchased and possible religious affiliation again.)

Happy new year (Like with most things I do, I celebrate holidays about 2 weeks after they end in order to gauge public reaction, and cater my enthusiasm accordingly. Also, Xmas stuff is so much cheaper in the middle of January).

2010: One Tear At a Time

Sometimes I go outside. Even more infrequently, I'm outdoors and I run into someone I know. They ask me what I've been up to, and I pull a switchblade out of my leather fanny pack, snap my fingers and say 'Don't you read my blogs?' They say no, the switchblade turns out to be one of those switchblade combs, and I comb my hair while jogging back home in reverse attempting to erase the last few minutes of my life. It's embarrassing and never works, so I'm going to attempt to avoid it in the future.

Places I am on the Internet:


My website. It gets updated sort of infrequently as I have a really old version of Dreamweaver on my computer, and apparently in earlier versions of the program, a lot of the keyboard shortcuts only worked if you pressed SHIFT and screamed 'cocksucker' while crying for an hour. It does have most of my music, and my comics PINK TOMBS and SLASHR on it.


My blog. Mostly using it to post finished illustrations right now. I used to update it a lot more, but I've been distracted by tumblr and the non-non-stop cocaine and dog grooming party that is my life recently. Really I'm just mostly drawing comics now, and if I was to write posts about my process every day, it would be 'Been inking Page 8 for about 12 hours, thinking about eating a sandwich, why are we really here and what's it all about, maybe I'll watch ROBOCOP again, I wish I was really friends with ROBOCOP, then he could kill my Dad and it would be legal, but maybe I'd be sad, WHO KNOWS' forever.


I put most of my drawings and photos here. If nothing else, flickr will always be the only website I pay for, and one of the few websites that break 90% of the time I'm on it.


I originally started using this just to post about stuff that I liked every once in a while. I'm now using it as my main blog. Let's say I was Harvey Keitel in TAXI DRIVER, my Tumblr would be Jodie Foster. And it would be less awkward when Aleks caught me saying 'Who's my sweet baby' to my laptop.


Every day.


Still using this though mostly to read the daily posts on my friends page about how no one uses livejournal anymore. Planning on quitting on my 50th birthday.


I mainly started using facebook so I could see the pics my dog would take of me while I was sleeping and untag the ones where she put makeup and wigs on me. Then I started using it to keep abreast of what people I went to high school with think about reality tv shows, and what aging is like for people living the unexamined life. Then I started using it when I felt I was overly happy, to try to even out and depress my mood. Last week I used it to write stream of conscious status updates immediately after waking up. All I'm saying is I should probably take a social networking class.


Just started using this but I might already be tired of it as I'm now mostly getting questions that are either vague insults or reference the way I answer formspring questions. Both of which are fine, but I'm pretty sure answering questions with 'fuck you' or too many meta references is what got Oscar Wilde thrown in jail.