I don’t know how old you have to be to enjoy wheel of fortune, but I haven’t hit it yet. Jeopardy was around twenty seven. Family feud- does anyone really enjoy that show, or is it the game show equivalent of sweet pickles? I mean, does anyone really ever crave a sweet pickle, or do they just pick away at them because someone put them on the table? Real deep thoughts over here at gogomachrocketsheep, you read it here first.
I have a strange relationship with comic making. Years ago, I realized that the process was essential to me maintaining baseline sanity, but recently I’ve realized (yet again) that if the process is ONLY therapeutic, the comics aren’t exactly inspired.
In other words, making comics is a good way to clear my head, but a blank slate doesn’t exactly make for entertaining comics. The sweet spot is where I’ve got enough head space to examine all the ways how everything going on in my life could be seen as ludicrous… that means my head needs to be full enough that I have things I’m thinking about, but still empty enough that I can dedicate some time to picking them apart.
If I have absolutely nothing going on, I find that I sit around wanting to draw something and having nothing to draw from. If I have too much going on, I sit, staring at a blank page, as my mind enters a creative coma. I need to have JUST ENOUGH going on, and I think that’s probably a matter of disciplining my mind to keep things in perspective.
Well, they say write what you know, and I think this comic turned out better then they have in a while.
Today’s headlines weren’t much better! This screenshot is from nov 11. Yeesh.
This comic might be the dumbest thing I’ve ever made.
This comic was also sort of inspired by don cherry finally getting fired. I mean, I’m not a big hockey watcher, but like 15 years ago the stuff he was saying was pretty borderline.
I’m sure Mozart had his moments, that guy was a bit of a wild card.
Today’s comic is an oldie! Just like the video game I FINALLY BEAT. Let me step you through a timeline.
- 2003- I graduate from highschool, just a young buck totally addicted to final fantasy videogames. FFvii through x provided my highschool with overly dramatic meaning.
- FFxii had been releasing concept art and teasers in gaming magazines and through the internet for YEARS. I HOTLY ANTICIPATED this game.
- 2006- they release FFxii… and I immediately hate it. Why? Because it’s released for the ps2 near the end of the ps2 lifecycle… the graphics couldn’t do justice to the concept art. The game play was very different from the previous games, AAAAAND- the load times were horrendous!
- After a few months of trying to play it, I gave up, disappointed, sure the game sucked.
Then they re-release it in North america with an HD upgrade, and I think about maybe trying it out again. THEN they re-release the HD upgrade on the SWITCH, making it portable, and i know I gotta give it a go.
So i didn’t draw a comic today because I wanted to beat this game. And I did! Easily, at level 60, with no great strategy and no killer side-quest-required weapons.
In my opinion, a RPG with a killer story and no requirement to grind = LOVE IT.
There is nothing more nerve wracking then throwing garbage away in a public place where there are like fifteen different categories and you’re expected to know the nuances instinctually. Is my cup cardboard compost, or does the plastic coating mean it’s plastic recyclable? I thought straws, while being plastic, aren’t recyclable? What’s the “trash” option for- food? No that’s compostable. But there are napkins in the compost…. I thought that would be paper recyclable.
I have actually taken a cup home to throw away because I understand our trash and recycle system better.
At one point in my life, ever so briefly, I was a garbage man! For like three weeks. It was back in those simple times, when people threw aluminum cans in the garbage like the plebs they were.
my favourite is malls that have waste sorting stations with somebody there that actually knows what they are doing. They should have tip jars, I’d tip them.