Blank It

Lem informed me that it was my turn to blog. He used “blog” as a verb, so let’s start with that. “Write” is a perfectly fine verb, and we should continue using it. If I was about to write on a piece of paper, I would not say that I am going to “paper.” So, I am going to “write” on the blog. Sure, it takes a couple more words. But this way, someone won’t make the mistake of considering me hip and trendy. So that’s a bonus.

In other news, I am entirely successful in not entirely killing my desk plant. Half of it has given up the ghost, but the rest is spreading healthfully towards the humming tubes of light in the ceiling. It is a horrible sort of life, but it could be worse. It could be self aware. But let us not get in to consciousness. At least, that’s what the chemicals in my brain are telling me not to get in to.

There you go, internet! I have written on a blog!

I told Aric this morning that I envy the crazy, the genuinely loopy characters that seem to live these impossible lives strung between the confines of the real word and the limitless capacity of their maladjusted imaginations. So I decided that if I ever get rich and famous, I’m going to pull out the proverbial stopper on the bottle and just go nuts. Like, Tom Cruise crazy. Rebuild my world view more around my wants and desires than the drab tangible gravel reality provides.

In other news, City of Heroes is still a fantastic video game. I just did some of the endgame content last night, and it was a blast. If you’re not sure why I hype this game so much, watch this video. If you’re interested, I’ll shoot you over a free trial, just ask in the forums.

There. I know no one was complaining, but I updated the RSS feed to only include the comics, and not these engaging comments by the creators. If I were subscribed to a comic RSS feed, I’d be upset every time it updated with my babbling nonsense. So, before you even had time to complain, it has been taken care of. You’re welcome.

In other news, the plastic forks on my desk outnumber the plastic spoons by one. The spoons could still win the battle, if they are strong willed and come up with a unique plan of attack.

I ran out of interesting things to say two paragraphs back. So let’s stop this right now, shall we?

I know, I know. “But you guys have 11 strips up!” That may seem like enough content to storm the Artist’ Alley at Comic-Con International, but think again. You can’t convert 11 comic strips into gasoline. It costs money to drag the Airstream that Lem and I share down to sunny San Diego. And there are mountains in the way of the journey! Have you seen those drops? I’m not made of flexible rubber. Falling off a cliff makes me die.

Don’t worry. This cramped Airstream (what are all these Mason jars filled with anyway?) isn’t going anywhere. Lem and I are safe and sound in Minnesota. There will be no mountainous antics for us. Unless you consider the mountain of rage building inside of me because of all these Mason jars. Seriously, Pew! What is all this? I can barely move my feet without spilling this liquid or that.

I haven’t gabbed in awhile because I feel like I haven’t thought up anything worthwhile to say. Then I realized I’m an artist, and generally never have anything worthwhile to say, so I might as well run with that.

City of Heroes just wrapped up their double-XP weekend, which was good times, even if I couldn’t get on to my preferred server half the time. It’s been awhile since I’ve sat at a kitchen table with other gamers and drank soda and listened to the iTunes equivalent of “mix tapes”. It made for some good times, as I already said. Pay attention.

I haven’t run the Ustream comic-cast in a few weeks, mostly because my comic drawing schedule has been erratic, but also because I don’t think there’s much appeal for it as a regular feature. But after having received a few requests to do it again, I’ll try to plan another for Tuesday night at 8:30pm Central time. We’ll see if that works out. I’ll twitter first, as usual.

On that note, time to make a feeble attempt to catch up on lost sleep. Really, I don’t think I lost much sleep at all, if you consider coffee a viable substitute.