Friday, June 30, 2006

Best Day Ever. Or Close To It.

Had the day off from work yesterday since I worked all weekend.
The day went like this:

- Slept 12 hours (Boy, did I need it.) Woke up around 7am.
- Hung out with Kate, played, and watched her cartoons.
- Wife made everyone a great breakfast.
- Called my Mom, had a great conversation, worked out some conundrums that have been bugging me.
- Took everybody out to the Sacramento Zoo. Kate liked the giraffes and the tiger. She was not thrilled about the pythons. I think that was her first confrontation with snakes, and she had a very primal negative response. More evidence that we're just hardwired to be creeped out by them, even when they're just sleeping. It's not a trained behavior.
- Went out for sub sandwiches and ice cream.
- Came home, kids took a nap, and Wife and I watched Raiders of the Lost Ark.
- Worked out several major flaws in my comic script. Big, glaring flaws.

Great day.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Road Trip

Yeah. I'll be in SLC this week/weekend. Email me if you want to hang out. I intend to dine in fine restaurants and work nonstop during the week, but Saturday/Sunday should be relatively clear.
Writing may be taking an unwanted hiatus until this blows over.

Pages written: 2
Hours spent: 1

I'm truly learning to hate my characters.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Outlined today.

Laid out the next couple issues today, no solid scripting done.

This week is not looking good, as I may have to fly out to SLC for the day job. I've tried to write while travelling in the past, but I usually just end up working 16 hour days or watching terrible movies on HBO. I'll strive to make this trip different.

A lot of work to do before Thursday, both at work and at home.

Pages written: NA
Time spent: 0.5 hours

Comic on Copyrights...

If you produce media in any form, this is worth a read.

It's a very informative comic on the ins and outs of copyright and fair use.

Side note: The lettering is atrocious. Bring your bifocals.

The World Cup Will Be The Downfall Of The United States Of America

If there's anything that will seal the fates of us "Ugly Americans", it's our lack of appreciation for the Soccer (FOOTBALL!) World Cup.

Think of it this way: Soccer is the only thing the entire rest of the world agrees on.

"Americans" (United Statists, as my Mexican friends are quick to clarify) disagree.

If the nations of the world get their act together and realize that Americans really are just super-rich moron space aliens with televisions and awful food, our political, military, and economic reign of terror is done for.

What if every other nation got together at a UN conference and just said, "Hey, we ALL really like football. Let's make this work."? Then every head would turn to the US diplomats, nervously tugging at their collars in the corner. Then they'd send them packing, screaming "GOOOOOOOOAAAAAALLL" the whole way.

I'm not a big soccer fan myself. I don't actively seek games out. I do enjoy watching a match every so often. And you don't want to watch me play.

But I can appreciate it. And I can also recognize that it's a World Religion that demands some respect.

I'm just saying. If we were soccer fans, the world would hate us just a little bit less.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Happy Fathers Day

Present day fathers, and future fathers, I salute you. Best of luck, you'll need it.

Yesterday was a bust, thanks to sick kids, the World Cup, and being very, very tired. I'm repenting today.

Yesterday's labor:
Pages written: 0
Hours spent: 0

Friday, June 16, 2006

Unofficially Summer.

Long day. Took a day off from "Work" work, to get some junk taken care of. It was 98 degrees Fahrenheit today, which sucked the life out of me.

Kate's got a 101.5F fever, she's passed out next to me. Poor kid.

I'm exhausted, will make up pages tomorrow. Only one page today, but I can unabashedly say I love it. No one else will, and that's okay.

Google is the pinnacle of human achievement in software engineering. Just throwing that out there.

Pages written: 1 page
Time spent: 1 hour

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Progress.

Yes, I am writing. Thanks for checking up on me.

Today's Labor:
Pages written: 3.5
Time spent: 2 hours

So I'm slow. But if I keep this pace, I should be able to crank an issue a week. Which would be really good. (EDIT: Which will be very good...)

Now I've just got to make sure I don't suck. I appreciate the support. I've got a lot of people checking on me, like Alcoholics Anonymous in reverse.

I'll try to keep some accountability on here from now on, for my benefit.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Best Question I've Ever Gotten.

"When you lived in Mexico, did you know any Mexican wrestlers?"

No.

No, I did not.

I did know:
- A lady whose kids were kidnapped by drug farmers. She singlehandedly went into the mountains and rescued them.

- A lady whose husband was a drug lord that was killed by 36 rounds from an AK47. She lived in a fortress that could only be opened from the inside. She never left it.

- A guy whose job was to mop up crime scenes, who never smiled.

- An ex-army guy with bullets lodged in his arm, leg, and forehead, from fighting narcos.

- A blind watch-repairmen who was told by a priest that staring at the sun would help him see God. He did, and went blind. Still hasn't seen God.

- Several hookers and their pimps.

- A guy who went near-blind from drinking rubbing alcohol/orange juice cocktails, and would beg me to help him when I walked past every day.

- A kid who had sniffed glue for so long he was no longer capable of speech. We called him "Sticky." His family bought him the glue.

- A group of transvestites that called me "Handsome" and wanted me to "come over here for a minute." I didn't.

- A group of college girls that called me "Handsome" and wanted me to "come over here for a minute." I did.

- A couple who drugged their one-year-old daughter to keep her quiet when they jumped the border.

- Two neighbors that quit lifelong alchohol abuse and got their lives together.

- A schizophrenic young newlywed that I had to drug in jail in order to get him to the hospital, where he later jumped out the window and broke both of his legs. This earned him the nickname "Superman."

- A teenage boy who had had his entire memory erased when he was 12.

- A handful of 8-year-old bus drivers.

- A pizza girl who learned to speak English solely by watching American commercials.

- A guy who lost everything he owned on a coin toss. He lived in a cardboard shack.

- A sweet couple whose kids possessed superhuman intelligence. Their nine-year-old daughter was a concert pianist.

- A very friendly Freemason who pulled me off the street and fed me for no reason at all.

- Two sisters who made the most delicious chocolate/caramel flan in the entire freaking universe. They kept trying to fatten me up.

- A guy that looked, acted, and talked like Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now, only Spanish-speaking.

- A practitioner of Black Magic.

- Lots of amazing, beautiful, wonderful people.


No Mexican wrestlers.

Friday, June 09, 2006

What's Stuck In My Head Today?

Comic script involving an old man, railguns, West Virginia, satellites, roofing nails, and Frankie Vallie.

If I don't finish this story, I want you to kill me.

Friday, June 02, 2006

No way I could not post this.

No commentary here, just watch.

I have kids.

Here is more proof.

Sick Day

Family and I wiped out by Ebola/Bird Flu/Anthrax mutant virus.

Not doing anything today.

Send comics and Nyquil.