you know what pisses me the fuck off? when some twerp comes around and drops one single comment on your comic nitpicking some little fucking detail [specially when it's something they've misunderstood.] and they take off. i cant help but think it's a cheap shot,like maby i pissed em off on the forum or something and they're being petty by taking a pot shot at my comic. get a fucking life.
I am going to have a very bad hangover in the morning. I also need to go through my phone history and apologize for the drunken calls that occurred while I was away in the bathroom and was dumb enough to leave my phone sitting around with my coworkers.
I have also discovered that I am possibly the most sober drunk in all of human history. I get a bit louder, but otherwise I'm mentally the same. Instead of being unable to think or remember things, I'm able to cognitively recognize those parts of me that are impaired for the most part. It's kind of weird to be mentally there, but physically floating off into the stratosphere.
I have also discovered that I am possibly the most sober drunk in all of human history.
I think it depends on how drunk you get… But generally for me it just narrows the scope- I can still think just as well, but not about so many things at the same time. If I try, then things slow down, but if I'm sticking to just a couple of things then I can get just as advanced as usual. Coordination also needs a little bit of careful adjustment and recalibration- the amount depending on just how inebriated I am. :)
Boooored… no work at work today. Time for another coffee! No one better try and land me with something just before I go home. -_-
I have a teeth cleaning on tues thank god, the lady who does it is amazing i almost fell asleep once. Yes, yes it's a good thing if you're sleepy when a woman uses dentist talons to scrape laziness off your teeth. Also i remembered why i stopped making word bubbles by hand, ugh. Well they fit the art in a manga way i guess :/
I have also discovered that I am possibly the most sober drunk in all of human history.
i get one tracked. most like ozone, only simpler. Normally, in order to get me to stop drinking, and to get me home, they find the biggest dude they can, and they normally end up taking me home/cab/car. cause i'll be like "where's so and so?" and then using drunk strength begin to look for said person. normally it's the last person who bought me a drink that i remember. and i wont stop looking until someone stronger stops me. i have several stories of people carrying me, not because i was drunk, but because when i was on my own two feet, i'd escape and begin to look for so and so.
also, i'm extremly friendly, and tip big, and buy random people drinks. also make random friends.
lol! No, that doesn't happen to me fortunately. :) I can still discuss matters weighty and diverse, wax lyrical and find my way home… As long as I'm not trying to do it all at the same time.
I work nights and once I get to certain point I can't sleep. But that also happens when I work days. Working week nights is great because I can listen to Coast to Coast AM. These people believe anything! Give a guy a pair of nightvision goggles and he thinks every bird and insect is a UFO fighting a war in the stratosphere. lol!
I also know a helicopter can be 100 feet away and you won't hear a thing. They can sneak up on you. God damn terrain masking.
rewrites, rewrites, rewrites. I am having lots of fun doing my guilty pleasure expolitation B-movie comic. The plot actually is beginning to make sense and dammit if a "hit audience over the head with a brick" moral hasn't crept in. lol! I have about five different endings and I'll probably use all of them.
Oh wait don't I have another comic I should be working on… um… oh yeah… gotta find more excuses….
I'm off to pack, early bed, up early, and a 2-day trip to the Yorkshire coast with the dog tomorrow! It's a bit of driving (3.5 hrs each way, so google says) but I downloaded a bunch of This American Lifes to listen to, aaaaah Ira Glass, I love you. (Hm… listening to This American Life in my French car while driving in England with my dog from Ireland… I'm sure I could cram more countries in there…)
I hooked up my TomTom (satnav) to the pc today to udpate the maps, and it turns out there are celebrity voices I can purchase to do the directions. Burt Reynolds, Kim Catrall, Dennis Hopper? I'm not sure I'd want any of them in my car, Dennis was kinda mean in his audio sample. :[ However, there's a John Cleese one, AND a Homer Simpson one… the novelty probably wouldn't wear off on those, although I'm not sure I'd trust directions given by either one of them.
I'm kind of curious though, whether the voices are just the same boring directions (after 100 meters, turn left) or whether there's maybe random phrases or jokes in there…. that would be pretty awesome actually. Driving along the M6 for miles and miles, and now and then Homer Simpson pipes up and says something Homery… maybe sings the 'chestnut tree' song… I'm curious but not curious enough for £7 lol!
Edit: Oh man there's a ton of them… and some are free… hm, Mr. T? Maybe I'll download one just to see if there's any personality in them…
Edit: Oh hell Gary Busey! >:[ why did I click this add voices button
Bloody 'ell! One of the teachers I used to clean for died before the holiday this weekend. Apparently she pulled in front of a mach truck three in the morning. The truck driver wasn't charged, so that sounds like an alcohol fueled death. I know the road it happened on (it goes alongside the schools I work at) so there's absolutely no way she couldn't have seen a truck coming at that hour unless she was impaired.
She was three years younger than myself and had a lot of progressive ideas put into practice about teaching, such as actively drilling in the wisdom of MLK and Gandhi as opposed to simply going through the motions like everyone else.
I stopped by her room today after work. It was cleaned, if only for the normal summer janitorial schedule. What an unhappy lot to think she wouldn't be coming back for her things. Even with everything in disarray, I could still remember how she liked the arrangement of chairs, rugs, and her preferences concerning the marker board.
In particular, I choked a little when I saw a banner taped to a cabinet by her students wishing her a great summer. Leaving that room, I was reminded of the tale of Orpheus. I just couldn't look back at the tarnished innocence.
I don't care what popular culture says. There is nothing good that ever comes with being drunk. People change completely under the effects of heavy alcohol and things they'd swear they would never do or have happen to them, suddenly become as simple as breathing. What a waste of an otherwise fine educator. And of course, she'll barely even be known in the local paper. I mean, Michael Jackson died! Who hasn't heard about that ninety times now?
I would go with a Peter Cullen voice for a tom-tom…think about it. ———–
I'm pissed, i just can't seem to push past 30 pushups in a row. if given some rest, i can keep doing 30…but i'm not allowed…garrr….i can do 200 a day, but i just can't push more…i need to work harder…
Got my computer to boot up again, but about every third time I use him, he blacks out. Is he on his last leg, or can I save it if I get him to the doctor soon?
Also: I forgot that I need a resume to get a straight job. Pathetic.
Got my computer to boot up again, but about every third time I use him, he blacks out. Is he on his last leg, or can I save it if I get him to the doctor soon?
Also: I forgot that I need a resume to get a straight job. Pathetic.
I know, it's a pain in the ass. All I ever wanted was to be able to hand a prospective employer my portfolio and have him make the choice of how well he thinks I work off of that alone. But the world demands I give them every little detail on everything I've done since I was born.
No, that doesn't happen to me fortunately. I can still discuss matters weighty and diverse, wax lyrical and find my way home… As long as I'm not trying to do it all at the same time.
6 coke and whiskey's in two hours and they were probably closer to the equivalent of 12. I found I was still able to do all of that sort of stuff at once or at least as close to all at once as you can ever get, but god help me if I had to add 2+2. The logic, general reasoning and thinking abilities were still there, but I'm incredibly grateful I wasn't required to solve trigonometry while standing on one foot to save the world or something.
This is the first full page i've colored since 2008 so i guess i shouldn't be surprised, ah maybe all it needs is a little more values and work. *spits and wipes it like a bartender*
On another note the writer i had for this and i broke up since didn't agree on the ending. It was supposed to be a modern re-telling of dr. jeckyll and mr. hyde with werewolf as hyde but it had a death ending that she wouldn't let go of(it was an okay end just not my cup of tea). Ah well i like the idea of werewolves, off to find a co-writer :)
I've been wanting to do a Werewolf story for a while, I just haven't been able to formulate how to do it(My story was going to be about a werewolf private eye, as it took place in the 1920's and modern times,coudn't work out character relationships though). Really though, any kind of Werewolf story sounds interesting as long as its not to angsty.
This is the first full page i've colored since 2008 so i guess i shouldn't be surprised, ah maybe all it needs is a little more values and work. *spits and wipes it like a bartender*
On another note the writer i had for this and i broke up since didn't agree on the ending. It was supposed to be a modern re-telling of dr. jeckyll and mr. hyde with werewolf as hyde but it had a death ending that she wouldn't let go of(it was an okay end just not my cup of tea). Ah well i like the idea of werewolves, off to find a co-writer :)
It looks great so far.
I was thinking about doing an alien comic.
But, the only way I thought of thus far to do that, was to make the alien guy an outcast from his society. So original. Right?
I would like for everyone to know, that I've become a forum maniac.
Please make a note of it.
Thank you.
There, there little chap :)
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Oh, art and being rusty… So far I'm getting into doing Pinky TA proper again and it's taking a while to ease into that. I'm working on the first page back most days after work and so far I've spent about 3 or four weeks on it, on and off… It's funny, I did the line art really quickly and I thought it was really perfect and I was happy with it, but when I went to colour it so many bits just were NOT working!
Like noses and lips for example… My line art is a basic guide and I'll pretty much paint in all the real detail, but with things as they were it was all off! So I kept going back and redrawing the lineart and then painting under it again and again… Which just kept taking up time doing the same thing over and over and still looking wrong.
So last night with the page pretty much finished, with all the effects added I just couldn't stand those stupid compromise panels any longer. So instead of line art and painting under I just made new layers, got rid of those sections and painted them over with NO crappy line art! That worked SO much better.
It's official- line art is my weakest aspect. I tighten the damn stuff up too much. If it's just a guide it should be loose and sketchy and stay that way! NOT all smooth and finished looking because that just dictates too much how the painting should go, which does NOT work if further detail is to be added later. -in my style anyway.
Gotta stay loose. :)
I really hope that's a lesson that will stay learned with me.
i slept so crappily, that i had a dream, where i was sleeping crapily. and when my wife put her arm around me, i got all baby like and was like "eeeehhhhh get off me" and then she started complaining…
well at least we made it to our 3 year anniversary (which is today) i've told her i've got a surprise….but i really dont…
also, my house smells like something died in the vents…oh i hope not. i bet something got under the house and cut open these stupid vents, and then got lost and died…ewww…
Which just kept taking up time doing the same thing over and over and still looking wrong.
Heh, reminds me of life drawing classes. I had this lecturer who'd sit across the room and say stuff like "that's it, keep it up" or "no no - observe" without being able to see what you were doing. One day he's telling me "Yes, yes, that's it - you've got it" so I say "but you haven't seen my drawing" and he says "I don't need to see the drawing, I can see you wrestling with it from here!"
As much as I like InFamous, Cole's absolute refusal to climb ladders is really starting to get on my nerves. Technically, he can climb them, but it seems like he'd rather hurl himself to his death than touch one. That, and the fact that the bombers sound like they're having a very painful shit. I guess they have. . . explosive diarrhoea! Ha ha oh god I'll just go and kill myself now.
@Ryu on last page I think that sounds cool Ryu, but then again the only alien comic i've ever read is alien loves predator x] So i don't know what's original.
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My wisdumd TEEF agh >__< It feels like a warty gnome is in there with his pick stabbing me over and over and over
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