Stupid Comic #2

Can’t write concise jokes?  Steal from the classics!

Note the detailed deployment of medical tools—tongue depressor, surgical mirror, stethescope.  That’s what we call verisimilitude, kids. 

(Do you know why they call it that?  It’s old cowboy slang, actually.  The conversation generally went like this.  “Hey, Tex, whatcha drawrin’, thar?”  “Well, Bill, it’s a POR-trayt of’n you.  Looks a lot like ya, don’t it?”  “Yup.  Very similar, dude.”)

Actually, if your interested in the collision between medical (in-)accuracy and comics art, you should haul ass over to Polite Dissent, a fantastic kvetch/analysis blog on the subject.  Find out what writers screw up!  What they get right!  Why the Joker probably couldn’t kill people fitted with WayneTech pacemakers just by fiddling with radio signals!  It’s great stuff.

Announcing Pen and Inklings

Please go take a peek at my latest project:

Pen & Inklings

I’m going to be updating daily (maybe more? We’ll see how much drawing I do and how much time I have), with a new sketch and whatever comes to mind when I get to posting it. I was always one of those Kids Who Could Draw, but unlike my sister I never really threw my back into it. Now that I’ve got a tablet, I’m going to try to draw every day, even just a little, and see what happens.

Stupid Comic #1

Every couple years, I find myself thinking that I should start a comic strip. And then I sit down and draw one, and realize that (a) I don’t really know how to cartoon, and (b) I’m terrible at writing comic strips. Those two taken together make the whole thing a bit of a challenge, and so every couple years I give up after a couple of embarassing experiments.

It’s been a couple of years, and I’ve got this great new wacom tablet, so I figure we should just get this out of the way, yes? Yes. Behold:

broccoli lol

Man, that broccoli guy is hilarious. *sigh*

See you in a couple years.

[Update: my friend Roger Lampe points out that broccoli-as-cartoon-character is not unprecedented ground—the fine strip Goats features a green-budded fellow. So not only is my strip terrible, it's derivative. That'll teach me to not read Goats regularly, anyway.]

I’m the only one who’ll say this

So, the following makes no sense, which explains why there’s no google hits for it at this time of writing, but it strikes me that in a carefully constructed context it could be witty, and so I’m going to plant the flag right now and claim that google monopoly. Behold:

I’m an only sibling.

Coming soon to a hilarious anecdote near you.

[Weird update: while Google goose-eggs for "I'm an only sibiling", it gets a few dozen hits for the phrase "an only sibling", which is apparently deployed by some folks in reference to sole survivors of a larger group of siblings.  "Widow" for kids.  Odd territory I've trod into.

The google hitcount for the smaller string "only sibling" is much larger—more than 100,000 hits at the moment—but that doesn't surprise me, as phrases like "my only sibling" are much more plausible and general than the "only sibling" construct.]

Cameo on Language Log!

I sent email to Geoff Pullum today, regarding this language log post discussing spam and the typographic conventions of ordinals, and he was good enough (or unwise enough?) to encourage me by paraphrasing my comments:

[Nerd note: Josh Millard points out that it might have been random number selection and sloppy scripting: just picking a number and letting the script put "th" on the end would be right more often than not, and perhaps the spammer just didn't care that much about a few million ungrammatical ones going out. Josh is quite right, of course. It could have been programmer laziness rather than grammatical ignorance.]

Thanks, Pullum! Next goal: make a comment pithy enough as written to score a verbatim blockqoute.

In other llog hijinks news, my good friend Joel Thibault’s recently scored a tip of the hat.

theinternetband.com – behind the music

Stunning. Weird. Fake? I don’t know. Whatever else it is, it wants to be The World’s Next Great Rock Band:

The Group Will Have 5 Lead Singing Capable Musicians+ Great Original Songs+ Great Obscure Cover Songs= The Worlds Greatest New Rock Band…………I Say Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeahh……….I Got Fame……..Right Here…………If You Want It. The Beatles Had 4 Singers, I Want 5. Are You Worthy?

So if you’re a 19-23 year old singer you’d be stupid not to get on board ASAP. Because this dude has ideas. He has notions. And if this whole five-singer 19-23 year old rock group doesn’t work out, well:

Another Idea I Have Also Been Thinking About Is Forming A Band Of All Blind Singer/Musicians. There Would Only Be 5 Or 6 People In This One.

So don’t dilly-dally. And if you know Noel Gallagher, have him say hello, would you?

Safeway: batting .005

In what I can only assume is a freak failure in an otherwise robust system of mockery through ironic product advertising, Safeway provided a print-at-sale coupon that I’ll actually use.  $1.50 off when I buy two boxes of Celestial Seasonings!  We’re stocking up on chamomile, baby!

Maybe there’s a system.  Maybe the secret is to purchase beer and milk, and nothing else.