In my most recent comic post I make reference to a terrible movie that is notable for a climactic scene in which the guy goes on a crazy rampage that blows that car-chase scene in “The Blues Brothers” out of the water. I recommend watching it (obviously).

If my recommendation wasn’t obvious to you, please excuse my addition of the word “obviously” which I can see coming across as a bit mean.

If my recommendation was, in fact, obvious to you, as it should be to anyone who isn’t a stupid idiot, please excuse my previous apology, which I totally faked.

So, it’s been a while since I’ve updated this site with any actual news or explanation as to why I’ve been choosing to produce the junk I’ve been producing. All in good time, angry reader.

Firstly, I don’t mean to air my filthy, fluid-stained laundry on this, ostensibly a humor site, but my recent romantic breakup has impacted me greatly, resulting in a complete lack of desire to do anything artistic other than drink copious amounts of alcohol. But I think I’m about through with the intoxication stage of this and am ready to re-dedicate myself to failing to make people laugh. ‘Tis better to have loved and lost than to have completely given up and kept my crappy day job. No, my friends, this is where my talent lies, and this is where I’ll be.

Secondly, ironically, I seem to be getting a fair amount of drive to produce more, if my motivation hasn’t entirely kept up with me. I’ve broken ground on a Graphic Novel (or Novella, to get technical) that I intend to have ready for sale during this winter’s Alternative Press Expo in San Francisco in November. To cover all my bases, I’ll also have it for sale on this site at some point, along with other common fare such as t-shirts,buttons, and other things everyone else has done before me.

The cool thing about the graphic novel form is I can already feel my artistic brain reacting to it, and reveling in the large amounts of space I have to work, as well as the leisurely pace I can work it. The space constraints are much smaller, and the pressure is much lower, so this may actually result in some of my better work. We shall see.

In addition to increased drive during my temporary hiatus, I’ve also been gaining more exposure. To those who have found their way here and resent my lack of updates, please accept my apology. To those who have found there way here and resent my insistence on updating at all, please accept my scorn. Anyhow, one such opportunity that’s arisen is my participation in the Guest Strip Project, a comic by a different artist each day. You have the opportunity to donate money to it and it goes to the Make-a-Wish-Foundation, so this definitely seems like something good to be a part of. I don’t know when the comic will be up, but I’ll probably mention it here when it posts.

I think I’m going to start reviewing junk on this site. If nothing else it’ll give me an opportunity to do more writing, which is a skill I’m losing (and one I had a pretty nebulous grasp on in the first place). It’s all about staying true to my interests here, and I’m interested in forcing music and obscure movies down people’s throats.

That’s about if for updates. Every time I update it always seems like there’s much more to relay, but there never is. Brevity is the soul of wit, and that never sits well with me.

Hello, internet site! Please forgive my relative absence over the last week or so. Believe it or not, the real life of a cartoonist occasionally becomes interesting, and things have been resembling the life of a real person lately!

I will start at the relative beginning. I have always been drowning in my thoughts, but it had been worse for the last few weeks. I decided to be alone with my thoughts on Memorial Day and went on a casino junket on a bus full of senior citizens. I figured flashing lights and ringing bells would be a nice place for my thoughts to die. And it worked, to a degree. I emerged with slightly more wherewithall, a nebulous substance. So I’ve got a little more motivation now, and here are some of the things I’ve accomplished recently.

1. I have decided to get a booth at the upcoming Alternative Press Expo that will be in San Francisco on November 1st and 2nd in San Francisco. I will provide more updates on this as it develops. But I figure I’m going to have to up comic and merchandise production in the next few months so I don’t make a total buffoon of myself.

2. I went down to the California Board of Equalization and got the necessary permits to sell stuff in California, so now I effectively have my own business. It may not be badass, but it feels badass.

3. I bought a Wacom Tablet and am learning how to use it. Currently I’ve used it only for touching things up in the comics I draw by hand and then scan into the computer, but the next comic I post will have been done entirely on the tablet. Review of the tablet so far: a slight learning curve, but thoroughly essential for comic artists who use the computer as an integral component of their comic.

I think that’s it. It feels like I’ve done more, but I guess I was just fooling myself. But, having dealt exclusively in small potatoes in the past, I can tell that what I am immersing myself in now has nothing to do with small potatoes. These potatoes are fucking huge.

Love,

Eric

For some reason, focus seems to be getting easier to come by, which is a blessing for a perennially lazy guy like myself. So, readership, here are some of my imminent plans for this site (provided stupid real life doesn’t intervene like it always does):

1. Involve in the content of this site my two closest friends, Steven and Damian, the inspiration (obviously) for the Steven and Damian characters in the comic. Details to come if this in fact becomes a reality, which I hope it does.

2. Redesign the site so it doesn’t look identical to every other damned comic site on the internet. Since my brain shuts down when it comes to HTML and those sorts of things, this one may take forever/never happen.

3. Transport my creative output from other site to this page. This includes My Space, Flickr, Facebook, and all the other unnecessary sites where I at one time thought it important to be. I pay to host this stupid site, I might as well make it my go-to-guy for making my presence known on the internet.

4. Draw more stuff for the site that isn’t comics. My site needs more art, and more of my art needs to be out on the internet, pimping my site. Then, when it returns to my site, my site will physically abuse it and make it wish it had never been drawn. God, I hope my art gets the help it needs.

And I think that’s it. I’ll just limit it to that for now so I don’t feel overwhelmed and join a monastery. But that seems like a start. Yes, in the 5 or so months that I’ve owned this site I think it’s coming along alright. Stick around, readership. I’m in this for the long haul, and you’d make a great co-pilot.

(This is you in awe of me)

Freedom kisses,

Eric

Computers have always been a weak spot in my suit of armor that is knowledge, but I’ve been working diligently to become more adept with them. It has, apparently, not been enough.

A site called StumbleUpon has caught wind of this site and it is now directing a load of traffic onto it. So, to the original person who “stumbled upon” (you see, I’m getting the lingo) my humble comic offerings, I thank you for deeming it worthy of a nod. Your taste is obviously impeccable.

And I thank the users who are now showing up. Forgive the mess. People of your stature deserve a better show. You, you are the new record producers, casting agents, and publishers! You now hold the fate of my artistic soul in your sweaty, be-ringed fingers!

Seriously though, if you like what you see, let me know. If not, please direct me to people who can appreciate this comic (grandparents, perhaps?).

Also, I’ve been accepted as a member of the site Comic of the Month. It’s a choice group of comic artists who share a similar aesthetic, and it’s the kind of thing I’ve wanted to be a part of for a long while. So that’s what the thing at the top of the page is. So you see, it’s all coming together. Maybe it was a good thing I didn’t pay much attention in school. I never would have been able to focus on my drawing.

Thanks for reading.