Friday, June 23, 2006

Hey you. Yeah you. You're gonna buy this. You're gonna buy this because you appreciate comedy. And being one who appreciates comedy, you will want to own the best season of the best sitcom ever. So buy this. Stop reading this blog and buy it and watch it and love it. Every second you go without owning it is an incredulous insult to my Guadalupan heritage. If money came in loaves, you could slice your own dollar bills. Regardless, Newsradio Season 4. You can thank me in heaven, which is where you'll be while watching this DVD set. And you can't watch it until you buy it. So buy it already. I mean dammit.

And come February, I'll be an uncle. Still processing that one myself.....

"Someone needs to help you die the right way. And we both know that dying ain't something you ever done before." --Sherman Alexie

Friday, June 02, 2006

I know it. Betrayal. It's what you're thinking, isn't it oh cuddliest of readers? You've read this blog since nonsensical paragraph one and seen it plummet from daily updates to like three posts in the past two months. Your gullivers must be swirling with queries--Hey, Matt, where've ya been?; Hey, Osgood, what's up on the world domination front?; Yo, Skinny Boy, where else can I go to see mediocre art online and be lectured on what I should read and watch in modern-day pop culture?; Hey, Goober, where's the meat? Altho I will get into further lengths of my wily whereabouts in future, more frequent posts, the short answer to my online vanishings is shown above in the opening page of my Hard 8 story. Yes, my kindly kinders, I am one of THOSE bloggers you've seen around the community who hasn't been around as often as he was due to his shinload of work involved in the eye-assaulting anthology book Hard 8 (to be released at the San Diego Comic Con this summer!). The coloring is by the unconquerable Eren Blanquet, which brings me to the seminal subject of this post:

Every one in this world (soon to be overpowered by moy) deserves a friend like Eren Blanquet. Seriously, if my assetts weren't tied up in Aborigine bonds and Zurich accounts, I would spend every cent developing technology to clone Eren so that no man, woman, or child would ever go without a Blanquet buddy again. Again to make a long story not so long, my Hard 8 story ended up being A LOT of work, and when I type "A LOT of work," I mean "I HATE YOU TIME AND SLEEP JUST GET LEUKEMIA ALREADY THE BOTH OF YOU AND DIE!" That A LOT of work. Anydoogal-now-on-dvd-ewww, Eren agreed to to do the colors for my story before either of us knew the finger-breaking labor that would be required in completing it. But even after she learned of my daunting story, she stuck by me and not only completed her share of the work on time, but she bedazzled my drawings in her own colorful Blanquet beauty. I could not be happier with how my story has turned out and I can't owe it enuf to the swell-mell Erenthea! So, if you haven't already, go gawk at more of her wonderful work at And do it now snacky!!! And check out Hard 8 at the Prehensile Press booth this summer in SD! But do it then, not now, not like you could do it now, but trust me, do it then.

"If you can't appreciate, what you've got, you'd better get what you can appreciate."--G.B. Shaw