Intense Navel-gazing 2011 - Part 1
Asleep in the Daily Texan Comics office. I’ve always kinda wanted to put together one of those end of the year Best Of whatever lists, but the big irking voice in the back of my head reminds me that I’ve been too fucking busy (and broke) this year, and haven’t really had a proper chance to listen or watch too much of what’s been released. And I really can’t boast the...
I asked Papa Johns to draw a cat. The delivery man excitedly told me there were four. The time before that, I asked for a space wizard and got a box with a word bubble next to John saying “I am a robot from outerspace,” but it ended up getting recycled before I could take a picture.
Not the reaction I was expecting.
Exhibit A Exhibit B Exhibit C OH GOD THEY’VE ACCEPTED ME AS ONE OF THEIR OWN. I just wanted to make a bad joke about Detroit. I guess I have to go listen to Vanilla Ice now or something.
Here’s a short called Heart Problems, which my friend Keegan wrote and directed. I did some puppetry for it, kinda. I guess that’s what you’d call squeezing a handpump to make a heart beat. Either way, it’s cool.
I’m supposed to be working on drawing comics and/or writing my three final exam papers, but I really just wanna watch John Hughes movies and eat pizza and sigh.