Ouch. Mother of God, I am in some hell kinda pain. Well, not really, but my quality of life is seriously being diminished. I tell ya, my life is beginning to resemble a poorly written (or at least very trite) novel. How? Here we are, sitting at the beginning of a new year, and just now start getting my wisdom teeth in. Or, in more literary terms, I am undergoing a painful transition from innocence to wisdom at the cusp of a new phase in my life, in the best traditions of Bildungsroman. Boy, that's subtle. At this rate I'm gonna lose my eyes and become psychic by the end of February.
Other'n that' I'm okay. I've got some asprin, some wine and some Kozel. Hopefully, I'll manage to drink my teeth in by the end of tonite.
Happy 2006, y'all! Let's make it the year of the Ape!
As per Jacob's request, this is a link to a Cthulhu Tract, parodying the antics of Jack T. Chick. Jacob and I both think we should print these into booklets and distribute them on the subway. People need alternatives to Christ, after all.
Hey The Inter-Web whatcha doing on the night of Dec 31? Coming to Chez Box? What a good answer. The idea of an exotic beer (i.e. not not from a major brewer) potluck has been proposed. Open to suggestions. Any better ideas?
Oh yeah, I got The Daily Show: Indecision 2004 on DVD. Good Stuff.
So whenever pople axe me why I never make colour comics I start this obnoxious whining and crying about how I don't have photoshop. Well, turns out I do. Ben or Benji gave me CS on my Mac some time ago and I was just too damn dumb to install it so I forgot about it in some folder... UNTIL NOW. I found the fucker and installed it and did some playing around tonight in my packing time. Yes, I have to wake up in 4 hours to go get a flight, but I felt this was worth my time. I consider it my gift to the internet. Oh and if you don't like them, Ben-G and J-Cup, tough luck, I probably won't be able to take them down for like 4 days.
Merry X-Mas, internet!