Tag Archives: 2019

House Lights, Show’s Over

Maybe someday, in some perfect future utopia where I am long dead, the vaunted generation known as “millennials” will finally experience self-awareness. Maybe they will finally uncover the reason why they are so vehemently despised by literally everyone who came before them.

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October Project

“Consistency is victory.”

Who said that?

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10 Steps To A Finished Page

Okay, I know I said in some old article that I could never teach you how to do what I do. Well, I was in a bad mood when I wrote that. I can totally teach you.

You think you can make good comics? I can show you how in 10 Steps.

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When The Shill Hits The Fan

Before I begin, I want you to understand that I have no reason to lie to you. I don’t care about alienating the companies I’ll be attacking in the following article because they have nothing to offer me.

The comic book industry I dreamed about being part of since I was a boy is dead. It’s never coming back. It will never recover.

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Your Suffering Pleases Me

Even if I don’t see the ones who’ve hurt me ever again in reality, I still see them in dreams. That’s how I know I’m truly in the right. My subconscious mind proves irrefutably that I was the victim and they were the abusers. I bear no buried guilt.

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Getting The Chair

Are you comfortable right now? Are you sitting down?

Get a load of this, folks- for the first time since 2005, I am sitting in a new desk chair.

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The Constant Creator

In the olden days, a “three-ring circus” wasn’t a metaphor for political chaos; it was real. You could literally smell it. When folks wanted entertainment, they went to the circus.

Or alternately, motion pictures about the circus.

Each ring simultaneously hosted performances by somersaulting clowns, roaring wild quadrupeds, and their fearless trainers. Despite the sometimes subpar treatment of our animal friends, this was the only place where generations of children saw them at all.

Traditionally, high above the crowd, was a “balancing act”.

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F*ck Pride

Everyone here has seen Pulp Fiction, right? I’m making an assumption, being that we’re on the Internet, and all. There’s a scene where Ving Rhames forces Bruce Willis to take a fall in a boxing match. He says:

“On the night of the fight you may feel a slight sting. That’s pride, fucking with you. FUCK pride.”

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In Bad Shape©

Howdy, pardners! Watch me jump this gun!

I can’t keep it a secret any longer. I’m in Bad Shape! Seriously Bad Shape!

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“Doing Without”

A long, long time ago, in a previous century far away, I wrote a song called “Doing Without”.

Inner gatefold collage of Tailothepup’s Yars Revenge

Yes, believe it or leave it, I used to “write lyrics”, although I never had much aptitude for it, and I preferred repetitive chants over sophisticated poetry. Plus, I was the vocalist out of necessity and proprietary right; I don’t have the greatest singing voice, I confess. I can carry a tune about as well as I can carry a Volkswagen bus. Not well, would be my point here.

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