Have come to the conclusion that Wayne’s World is inevitably going to be the death of me. No sense fighting it anymore. Everything dies sooner or latter. For me its just going to be sooner. Some things die of old age, some things die of disease. Somethings die in car accidents. I had always wanted to die fighting valiantly but being overwhealmed by superior in a final battle with evil ninjas. But we’ve all got to give up on those romantic childhood fantasies sooner or later. So there, I give up. I’m done. I’m going to die of utter frusteration with lack of intelligence of my fellow man.
c’est la vie…
To that end, I have decided to spend my few remaining days on this mortal coil (I figure I’ve got maybe 2 weeks before my will to live has dropped so low that I simply expire) rediscovering my artistic roots. Bought some non-repro blue pencils today and intend to do some sketching tonight. I think the first thing I am going to work on is a new comic bio pic (inspired by papertygre and jameel). Then I’ll have some free time. Seeing as how my imagination was one of the first things that Wayne and Garth ripped from my skull, I’m more or less out of ideas. So maybe I’ll take some requests.
Anyone?
*sigh* and the ninja battle would have been so grand too….
Oh, hey. Jer always said he wanted to die by strapping explosives to himself and jumping off a very tall building, then detonating himself halfway down. (I guess that was never very politically correct, and is less so now, but whatever.)
Anyway, that would make a cool comic, don’t you think? Lots of sweeping building perspective shots… the gritty world-weary face of our tragic hero… the plummeting speed of the final descent… the detonation.
And then the settling debris and dust, slowly drifting down into the streets below.
I bet it could be done very effectively with no dialogue whatsoever.
Maybe it’s time for another 24 hour comic marathon.
Maybe it’s time for another 24 hour comic marathon.
Yes, it’s way overdue.
part of me is like: “dude! yeah!”
the other part is like: “Have you two lost your fucking minds!?!?!”
listen to the first part. the second is obviously your wuss half sapping your will and condemning you to mediocrity.
Dude, you’re going to die anyway, you may as well go with a bang. (Are hand-cramps explosive?)
Oh, and I’m got to start taking kung-fu (partly because i want to one day be able to say “woah, I know kung-fu!”), so if you ever need a hand with ninjas, give me a call. (I can be on either side; assisted suicide is okay by me.)