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The Wrong Side of the Ballpark

Gregory

on March 26, 2006

The Wrong Side of the Ballpark

I just realized how excited I get every time I see this blank text box ungrammatically labeled "Authors Notes."

I managed to turn 22 individual frames into 108 frames of repetitive banality. But I like to tally, and in the infamous words of Mr. Toad, "Tally-ho!" I also think this comic was funnier in my head. I couldn't animate it right to elicit the proper humourous appearance. I put an extra 'u' in humor before I even realized I had. So I'm leaving it.

I don't think I've animated running since this fella, and he's a sad excuse for a runner:


I signed up to work on The Quack, Drunk Duck's rather out-of-the-way e-zine. It's an e-zine that was formed long ago that never really blossomed, whether it was because of not getting the word out, Drunk Duck has too small of a community, or it was secretly sabotaged by higher forces. I don't know, I'm not a doctor. But it's being rebirthed, and I offered to help. It'll prolly end up better than before with the likes of Terminal and totallyilladvised working on shtoof. I've been pushing for a collaborative project within the e-zine, but we'll see how that works. I don't know what I'm going to end up doing, but I'm sure it'll be worth your time to read. If not, well… don't say I didn't encourage you to try anyways.

I told Ms. Editor-in-Chief that I would be willing to do interviews for this zinerine, but there's one huge catch-22 with this. The only people I'd want to interview (i.e. those whose comics I read regularly) I've already established a good rapport with and would only be stroking their ego more with a soft, friendly interview. If I were to take a more news-like approach to it, I'd need to interview someone whose comic I don't read, meaning I would most likely not give them the due credit they deserve. I'm just a real selective guy, I guess.

But enough about my short-comings, let's talk about someone else's. If you don't mind wasting fifteen minutes or so of your life, check out this doodled comic. Go to the beginning and enjoy saying, "What the fuck?" over and over again. Don't ever, ever abuse mushrooms.

I always wish I had more to talk about. Something about keg stands, jello shots, Guiness, and a Brokeback parody of Curious George. This weekend was kind of a blur in places.

Until next time, read something by Jack Kerouac, enjoy some comics, make something beautiful, love something new, listen to something Terminal recommends, and embarass yourself at least once.

I also added the extra slo-mo of this one. Enjoy!