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Crude, Raw Lovin’

I did some digging and lookit what I found! My first ever comics diary, circa 2007! A lot of it’s really messy and really shameful, but what the cabbage, right?

Maybe I’ll scan a couple of pages when I grow the patience. Hee. But in the mean time, here’s one I found gathering dust in my hard drive: a poorly scanned doodle of shameless Johnny Depp and Alan Rickman McLovin’!

(I bet he is.)

For those who remember the movie, I can honestly say I didn’t enjoy it much, save for one or two scenes. I mean, visually it was great; even the concept of MEAT PIES had me. I think what ruined it (for me, anyway) was a lot of the high pitched, god awful singing that was going on. That little boy’s irritating singing haunts me to this day. Jeez Louise.

No complaints about Alan Rickman though; HE was dee-lightful!

So… I went to Geekfight.

It’s always a treat to hang out with such lovely brains and booze. You learn something, AND get drunk. To my dear friends and team, you guys rock <3

Of course, there’s always a price to pay for boozing with geeks til the early morning on a Monday night…

A disclaimer: I made this comic at ass o’clock in the morning- just before getting whisked away to present our creative concept for a baby milk project (-that’s right. baby. milk.) I apologize for the poor sense of narrative and jabbing one liners. Hope you like it all the same!

Segue!

I’ve been wanting to do this for WEEKS. More accurately, I’ve been wanting to draw this out ever since this post. I just haven’t been able to since something more current and presumably more important keeps popping up. WELL. Last weekend I finally found the time. Pol Doble- this is for you. 🙂

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Originally, my lay out was another page longer with thigh slapping and butt wiggling action. (It was based on the post, although rereading it, the thigh slap bit doesn’t seem to be up anymore. Did you edit it, Pol? Or was it just an awesome dream?)

In any case, since my job seems so hell bent to kill me sometime during these last 4 days of work of 2009 one page is all I’ve got : ( I’ll try to find my groove and a pocket of time again, guys. Cheers!

Baby it’s cold INSIDE

Gog. Whoever’s in charge of our building’s thermostat must be a megalomaniac Yeti because it’s effin’ FREEZING today.

Originally, I was planning on finishing all my pages and setting them up in a massive post… But, ‘thing is that I’ve got my hands tied with deadlines Gog. Who’s a lame adult now? (angry face)

So continuity be damned, here’s the first page of Day 2:

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Gog. I’m beginning to wish I never set out to comick my Ad Cong experience. This is getting lamer by the day.

The AFTER picture

Okay… so, over lunch we were all looking at old office photos…

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I know what you’re all thinking. Yes yes Reg we GET IT, YOU’RE FAT AND PEOPLE LIKE TELLING IT TO YOUR FACE. CAN’T YOU COMICK SOMETHING ELSE? At this rate, I ought to make a “Reg is a Hoagy” tag.

Believe you me folks, I’ve pretty sick of it too. Mainly because it hurts my feelings (huhuhu), but also because something genuinely fun AND funny would be nice too. I just find it so hard to let go of the material hehe… a lot of it’s comedic gold to me! I do love laughing at myself- that is, after the crying in the bathroom. (I kid).

But man, self-deprecation aside, I really do have to get back in shape. I’m a stiff fatty and I miss the days when touching my toes wasn’t such a production. As Homer S. would put it- “From now on, exercise!” (commence belly twists atop a weighing scale)

On the side, I’ve been having some trouble inking as of late… a series of off days has got me depressed and all. Le sigh. It’s been hard getting back on the horse. Hopefully I’ll scan something new before the day’s over. For now, I’ve got work to finish. Later loves!

My Apologies

It’s been a rough week so far… lots of deadlines and lost sleep. That, and I haven’t had a chance to pick up a new brush pen. Inking’s been a pain. I’m really sorry for missing the last couple of days… I’ll make it up eventually, I swearz it. And to start, here’s a short blot- my little way of telling you all that yes, I’m still alive and. flatulent.

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