Hey, at least it's an update.

Friday, December 12, 2003

Wacom tablets make it easier to phone in comics



Yeah...I know.

Wednesday, December 10, 2003

I hate yuppies
But I love puppies!

Didn't do much today. Worked.

Got the outline of the first episode of the show done today. It's gonna be funny.

meh.

Tuesday, December 09, 2003


Who says being a parking attendant is boring?
Yes. I have 12 pound balls.

Went bowling last night. It was a classic white trash outing - getting drunk in the bowling alley with Billy and his pregnant commonlaw bride to be. I wanted to see a pregnant woman bowl, but I guess they can't do that, or something. Would've been hilarious.

Hadn't been bowling in years. Still suck. However, I did seem to get better the more beer I drank.

I lost the first game - terrible fierce. Started real strong in the second game, strike in the first frame. I was doing pretty good for a while, thought I had a LOCK on second place. "I've got second place written ALL OVER ME!" I proclaimed to anyone who would listen, as I cockily swaggered to the bowling ball dispenser thingy. Last frame, spared the frame before - I kissed the ball goodbye and sent her sailing down the lane. As it turns out, I had "CHOKE" written all over me, and I was over taken and bumped into third.

At least I beat Billy. There'll be no trophies on the mantle when that baby comes out - and no food in it's mouth if I have anything to say about it!

All in all, a very pleasant evening. I was dissapointed that no one fell down - that's the funniest part of bowling.

I'm reminded of one of my favorite Kids in the Hall sketches: "I know what bowling is! But what are THOSE guys doin'?"

Sunday, December 07, 2003

Oh yeah, here's a picture Tac took of me an' Trout when we got boozled the other day

Fighting men, who jump and die.

I just got back from some keg at some chick's house. I think her name was Lisa? When I walked in she was carrying a door and fell down. Then I drank. I don't get out of the house much, but my friend Jon dragged me there, and it was decent. I drank, I said something about swallowing matchbox cars - learned that Johnny Cash is responsible for the near-extinction of the California Condor. I'm still kinda drunk and loopy. I prolly shouldna drivven home. DON'T DRIVE DRUNK! Seriously, it's a heartache waiting to happen...Something about Mel Gibson...boomerang...gasoline....That sounds about right.

Still not sure about the comic, still wanna do it - searching for motivation.

Alcohol is a poison. Just thought I'd share that. It's fun as hell - but it's the devil's bidness. I was talking to my dad a month or so before he died and he was talking about how he wasted most of his life high on booze and amphetamines and how he never felt better now that he was sober - even tho he was dying, y'know. Of Cancer.

Sooner or later, everyone dies. Of Cancer.

Everything in moderation, chitlins. Nothing to excess, else poop and cooling equipment. It's still a remarkable drug for social interaction. For instance, there I was at a party where I only knew 1 person, (2 if you count a dude I met briefly a week or two before). Awkward situation? Not with sweet daddy booze it wasn't! Something about rolling doobies in bible paper...sodium free ramen...telekinetic cigarette theft...guitars in the street...Let's leave it at that.

One dude I met was like "Oh yeah, Comic Book Guy - right?"

Worst Episode Ever.

(Tomorrow? Empty Promises. Pandemic. Wiggle Puppy)

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