World Cocoon

ah we come to the tail end of random readership sweeps week, and i figured it would probably help if i did some comics this week. so im fixing up a new page of creator for you to lick and i should have a new excuse me up before weekends…end. i will probably also whine and cry about having to fix my car again. ugh.

random readership sweeps week will only bring you things.

treadmill kitties!

ive got to stop playing fable 2 and do something more constructive like, maybe look for a job. but i dont have to redo my resume in fable; people just give me jobs right away. there is a sign up looking for a bartender and i go in whenever i want and make money no matter how bad i fuck up. what does nobody else work in albion? lazy fucks. i work and i fight monsters and i own everything. so there. its those side quests. they always keep you busy.

i have lots of side quests in real life too.  theyre written on a whiteboard i have hanging across from my desk. things like ‘send forms’ or ‘do laundry’ or ‘draw avitar for misti’. these things never get done for some reason (laziness). i think later i will retitle laundry into ‘deliver package’ and draw avitar for misti’ into ‘help villiager’ so that maybe i will think that im actually playing fable and go do these things i need to be doing. of course then i would try and save, or reload my life to before it all got fucked up. file corrupted.

adriana lima got married to the governor of ny and this makes me sad because adriana lima knows she should be with me. im just if not more goofy looking than that guy.

finally, congrats to morrisey for winning an oscar for directing slumdog millionaire. i saw one of his concerts back in the day and they were selling a pillowcase with his face on it. why didnt i buy that? he’s dreamy.

“random readership sweeps week” continues with HOLY SHIT TUESDAY! a day revealing the HOLY SHIT moments of tuesday.

first, the new (final?) FUTURAMA movie has come out, and its good. i dont know if its my fav of the set but its funny. i need to watch it again, after i take it back to stupid best buy that gave me a scratched copy. fuck them, but kudos to them for having a futurama display up front as people walk in. nice.

HOLY SHIT number two…FAITH NO MORE has reunited. who thought this would ever happen. yes, with mike patton, not chuck mosely, tho that would have been acceptable i think. but no, PATTON. good lord. here’s the catch of course, they dont plan on playing america. ugh. but fuck it, its a start.

third HOLY SHIT moment of today – Andy Richter is going to be conan’s ed mcmahon…again, on the tonite show when conan takes over! i think the show kinda slipped after andy left and really became a show of conan doing interviews as a set up for him to make the same self depricating jokes about his hair and his skin paleness and the chance to rub his eyebrows and go rar with his hands out (we get it conan), so this will be pretty awesome. hope pimpbot comes back too.

more awesomeness as it happens.

day two of ‘random readership sweeps week’ continues. i spent last night getting lost in an area i have driven around for years, ending up at my favorite sushi buffet place far from where i was supposed to be, but not getting any sushi, only a ‘service engine soon’ light and my phone dying and then watching a horribly boring oscars but still having a good time with buddays. so yay.
then today i went to get a burrito and two guys in the bar next door were fighting about getting shot by the dumpster. welcome to long island.

what does any of this have to do with my comics or bikini pics? nothing. but read the comics anyway 😀

heath ledger and slumdog millionaire and mickey rourke win and so does m.i.a. cause she is adorable and awesome.

ok so, i really have nothing on who wins, but im sure those might cause everyone else say they might. thats how it works, sort of like art.

anyway, the title of todays thread is what it is because ive noticed that a nice chunk of visitor come from my thread that is just the first line of the ice t classic “colors”. i guess people are looking up nightmares and psychopaths and come to my blog, which is kind of awesome. hopefully, random people, you love my comic as well. psychos.

but with this is mind i figure if i title these things after what people might be looking for, i might get even more random readership. and so begins ‘random readership sweeps week”, where i will title all of my posts after things that people might be looking for but really have nothing to do with the posts (unless they do. heh). good times. ill let you know how it turns out.

Movie promotion!

or, even better, COMIC BOOK PROMOTION!

yup, it’s a watchmen condom.

watchmen condom

this is perhaps one of the easiest bumpsets for a joke ever. now lets all say in our best king of cartoons voice…’let the one-liners…BEGIN’!!! anyway, i can’t wait to wear one and then pretend i am dr manhattan and then when i am finished seal it away in another bag to sell to a hypey collector that wonders why he smells nacho chips so much.

but the joke is on him, he wont be able to return the dark nutt.

sorry. had to try just one.

headache boom! plowy kablap. yes, new excuse me comic is up. enjoy it wont you?

hi.

lookie! new little zero comic is up.  woohoo. dreams are weird. one time i had a dream i was spider-man but i only fought vampires. wtf.

comiccon was a blast – i thought i had charged my battery enough but apparently the battery sucks and took one picture and died. of course this pic was of birdo and sc, and not any of the people i would have like to have taken pics of at comicon. not that they arent lookers but i see them every day and they dont draw things like animal man or legion and they dont have boobs. so you know. but anyway good times. good tiring times.

losing work stinks. most specifically, work that i actually had. losing work that i was gonna have stinks because anticipation is a great feeling but dissapointment is the very bad sinesto feeling that comes along and makes you sad. but losing work that you actually had and did work with and got paid with stinks. especially when comiccon is that weekend, and your cat is supposed to lose his awesomely huge testicles.

also, im sick of sickness. im hot but im not hot and my lungs are filled with buttery beets but i can breathe fine (woo). and there is this weird white shit everwhere outside and its cold. and wet. and i hate it.  also, this morning some fucking nutbag woman was screaming outside my window. welcome to suburbia.

i also can’t fucking stop listening to christian bale being a douchebag. oh man actors are egotistical babies. new comic later. youre a nice guy, but dont trash my scene.