Poopy Day

I’m typing this to you very slowly and painfully because I damaged my wrist on my bike this morning. On my way to work I took a corner too fast in the cold wet sludgy morning street and my wheels went out from under me. I landed on my elbow (bloody scrape), leg (holes in pants), and wrist (read on). It hurt a bit right when it happened but in my mind I thought “That’s gonna hurt come winter!” By late morning I couldn’t type and in the afternoon Trevor and I made a makeshift tenser bandage by cutting up an “oops” shirt. It seemed to make things worse so I took it off, took some drugs, and bought a small pack of frozen corn from Sunshine Market. Thereupon my wrist sat on and off for an hour or so.

When I wiped out my back brakes came unfastened somehow. The back brakes are used by my right hand, which is fine. My messed up hand was the only option for the front, working, brakes. Irony! It was manageable on the way to work but by the time I got off work that system would no longer work.

The bike shop closed at 6 and I got off work just after 5:30 which meant I had to semi-ride several blocks in the dark essentially with no brakes. Semi-ride means that I rode very slowly and used my feet as brakes a lot. Top that off with the fact that suddenly my bike light stopped working made for an annoying day.

But then it got worse!

Because my bike was in the shop I had to take transit, which made me get home late, and the dog peed on the rug because she couldn’t get outside in time.

And I accidentally set off the alarm.

And that’s my sob story.

POOOOP!

World Wildlife Federation of Justice Comic #2

So the next WWFJ comic will be only 1 page. It will be a sendup of those old Hostess Fruit Pie ads from the comics of yore. It is going to feature zombies and that nefarious of demonic ruminants, Elk Diablo. The only thing I am having trouble with deciding is who should be the hero. Here’s my short list:

Go-Rilla

Shaolin Monkey

Haardvark

Tasmanian Daredevil

also considering Invinci-Bull.

Thoughts?

My Teeth Has Crud In It!

Today I got a root canal. I was practicing to be less tense in the dentist chair but it was hard because I really had to go peepee. But now the anesthetic has worn off and it feels fine (both my tooth and my peepee), except it’s got crud inside it that feels weird (definitely my tooth) and my tongue is getting sore from trying to smooth it over constantly (also my tooth). The dental office had 3 creatures in it. The cat was really cute – almost as cute as this:

Oh guess what! My dad is FINALLY in AA after countless years of overdrinking! Oh yes, internet friends – it’s overshare time! I hope my mom doesn’t mind. He enjoys washing down his meds with Coors Light so you can imagine the shenanigans he gets into. I’ll leave it at that. Poor Ma.

It is a Pretty Sweet Raygun

I’m always leery of art contests. Usually it’s a publisher’s scheme to not have to pay artists: “Hey, everyone send us a drawing of a scantily clad barbarian princess and we’ll pick the one we like the best and that one person will get their drawing published in a book and even get a copy of the book!!!” (Professional illustrators get all this plus money to live.)

Duncan sent me a link to [this contest] and I’d love to have that raygun but I wonder what “give perpetual permission to VP and GH to use the images without compensation” could be construed to mean in a court of law?

But, imagining I did submit, which of these two should I pick?

Chris Is Legion

Here’s a fun game:
Go to Facebook, and search your friends with the word “Chris”

I have 12 friends named “Chris”, and 1 Kris.

Historyonics

Oh, by the way, Wednesday is the last day of the Historyonics exhibit if you want to see some of my original comic book art hanging on a all (actually also in the window!). You can buy copies of the comic there but, uh, I have copies too and I actually make money when you buy them off me – so do so now and often! Don’t forget Hexmas is coming up in just a few short weeks.

Yes those are CTHULHUPALOOZA buttons!

Copy That

Oh hi! So lately I’ve been busy organizing Cthulhupalooza which turned out to be a lot of work even with some wonderous volunteers. I was hoping to pickup the D&D reigns this month but between Cthulhupalooza and an art and a writing assignment the kibosh has been dealt.

Part of my organizational duties is keeping a supply of handbills on me at all times. I googled “copies” around my workplace and got this place called “Fortune 900” on Broadway near Oak. I called ahead and the guy on the other end of the phone told me that 20 or so black and white copies on coloured paper were 6-7 cents a piece. I went down there literally just a few minutes later – the door was locked (this was at 4pm) and when a lady opened it she told me that they didn’t do self serve photocopying. I asked what if I just wanted 50 copies and she said they’d be ten cents a piece. I am pretty sure she just wanted to get rid of me and it worked. I basically felt that I had been lied to and that doesn’t fly ’round these parts. I went to a different printer down the street (Prompt Printers) and got 50 copies on yellow paper for under 5 bucks including tax, and more importantly the guy was nice and helpful. So I sent a strongly worded email to Fortune 900 telling them exactly how much I disapprove of their habits. More details to follow if they send me a free coupon in shame.

Deanna has been looking after Dillon’s spazzy dog Angus this weekend right here in our home much to Kodos’ chagrin. Basically he spends most of the time hiding under the spare bed.

That’s all for now!