I’d been so busy lately with churning out comics and artwork, going to two different cons, and school that I’d totally forgotten to update the old blog. It seems perfectly reasonable that I should do so today of all days, seeing as I turn the big 2-3 today.

I remember getting super stoked about birthdays, but I think that this year is the first year that I really haven’t put that much excitement into it. 21, sure. I had my first alcoholic beverage on my 21st birthday. 22 was enjoyable, though I don’t really remember what I did, but I do remember that I looked forward to it. I think that the whole living in poverty and back in school thing coupled with the fact that I;m back where I was two years ago and should’ve been further along. I wasted two years thinking that Best Buy was the real thing for me only to realize that I was fooling myself. I had a free ride before, now everything pertaining to my future falls on my unsure shoulders.

Fuck. The birthday only solidifies my youth slowly slipping away and being a dreaded adult draws ever closer.

I just wanna be a toys r us kid.

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As I said, the comic is updating now. You should check it out, tell your friends, send me cash, throw hotel room keys at my feet, whatever. I don’t tell you what to do to the people making your life more interesting, just so long as cash or (hetero) sex is involved.

later, you fuckin rascals.
argo. (mtc)

I posted some pictures already on my MySpace page of some of the shit that took place at DragonCon. Once again, Dragon did not disappoint.

The wrestling did, though, but putting a hole in the wall with a chair tends to make con organizers rethink inviting them back again. Maybe, if they replace the piss-poor wrestling assholes with someone else, it’ll be some small time assholes with maybe, I don’t know, talent? And what the fuck does it take to use some goddamn props for these assholes? The best they can do is a box of Lucky Charms and a table that falls apart before they can pile someone through it? I am not impressed. Next year, I’m taking nerf bats, baking pans, and fucking cheese-graters.

Aside from that, and the fact that we weren’t able to get a room at the hotels where the con was held, forcing us to drive from a hotel by Turner Field to the con every morning through Atlanta freeway traffic. Always fun.

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Two pages for no/fly/zone are penciled and one more inked. I want maybe five in all online before I go to AWA. AWA is an interesting con because I can no longer say that I’m really an avid anime watcher or manga reader. I just don’t anymore. Maybe I grew out of it? I still watch and read some stuff sometimes, but not to the level that I see some people go to when I’m there.

Nevertheless, I’ve been going to AWA since high school, and tradition is hard to break. I don’t get to see my pal Angel that often, so an excuse to go see her and check out some cool art is always a good reason for attending a con.

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School’s well underway this semester. I’ve got three classes this time, and then with its successful completion, I’ll be free to take however many classes I wish. I expect to get my AA by the end of next year, if not sooner. After that, it’s all about moving on to an art school.

My friend Angel who’s pretty far along at SCAD tells me that, if I’m to go there, Visual Effects would be the prime major to go for, mixing art and programming and allowing an easier insertion into visual effects houses in either the video games or film industries. I am thoroughly intrigued. Gives me something to work toward.

stay dry in the storm season, kids.
argo. (mtc)