Friends, please forgive my language, but I'm a lazy bastard.
As I write this, my vacation week is at its end and I haven't done anything worth diddly. I haven't touched my minicomic, I haven't worked on any new strips for the site, and my plans for another big project have been ignored. It is truly amazing how I can waste my free time. I'm utterly disgusted with myself. It's sad when somebody lets you down, but it's pathetic when that somebody is yourself.
So do you enjoy the sound of me kicking myself?
Meanwhile, the burg where I call home is gripped with Garfield fever. The big cat turned 25 yesterday and Muncie ("America's Hometown") is dedicating the weekend to Garfield with assorted festivities. Color me jealous, but, so far, I'm not swept up with the fun. Tim and I are planning to tape the Garfield parade this Saturday so maybe the fun will sweep me up there.
I have mixed feelings about Jim Davis and his creation. I admire the man and his success, but he isn't the type of cartoonist I aspire to be. In fact, I don't really consider him to be a cartoonist. He's a businessman and a good businessman at that, but he isn't a cartoonist. He hasn't been a cartoonist since Garfield 's early days when he actually drew the strip. Those were the years when Garfield was actually funny, but, unfortunately, the formula quickly replaced the humor. Since then, the strip has become a chore and a bore to read.
June 15, 2003
Speaking of birthdays, today is my mom's special day. Happy Birthday, Mom! Today is also Father's Day. Happy Father's Day, Dad! Well wishes to one and all!
I'm on vacation this week and I'm planning to get some cartooning done. I'm hoping to finish my little minicomic book and get it printed up. It has been taking forever to complete so I'm determined to put it to bed. Wish me luck, comrades!
June 13, 2003
This week has moved along with drone-like precision at work. Nothing to report there.
I did find out one of my poems got accepted to the Humpback Barn Festival this past Monday. That's always decent news. I'm also going to be participating as an artist in the festival this year so I'll be pulling double duty this time around. I guess we'll see what comes of that.
Like I mentioned before, my birthday is this Saturday and I'll be turning 34 (And you thought a twelve-year-old was responsible for this garbage! Well, you lost that bet, buddy!). Help me tackle my sad descent into thirtysomething (Elliot? Nancy? Is that you?) by buying me tons of gifts and sending me cards stuffed with cash. Not only will it make me feel good, it'll make you feel good, too!
June 7, 2003
According to John's recent e-mail, he just returned from Wellsboro, PA where he helped out with some of the filming of the soon-to-be sasquatch epic. He wrote a war journal about his experiences at www.b-independent.com. It's an insightful and entertaining read that you, dear readers, should check out!
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