It's Ok I Guess

Based on a not true story.
It occurs to me that nothing fantastically interesting has happened to me lately. Normally if this were the case I would give up blogging till something came up. But since I have forced myself to be obliged to post here everyday for an entire year I have really laid myself bare for the world to see. Most people do this anyway, but usually amongst the comfort of their own friends or fellow twitterers. Blogs are no place to write about doing nothing (or at least in my opinion). So do I only write in here when I have something to say? Or should I battle on, pretending a new thought has occured to me in the time it's taken me to write up the next comic, scan it, and upload it onto the com-puda?
Oh yeah, the Corbans Art Gallery has a cool little show for Peter Sauerbier running at the moment. You should check it out. You don't have to be arty to think his stuff looks awesome. Who doesn't dig a gun like the one pictured below?

Context is Everything

Well I got around to uploading the magazine. You can check it out here, or over in the library, depending on how scared you are of being linked to outside sites.
I have there is a seesaw effect when getting jobs. "Oh man, you know what we should do? We should make websites, we would be the bomb!" "Man I hate talking to people. I don't wanna say anything, what if they laugh in my face. We need someone to find us web jobs." "I got the guts to talk to someone! It was awesome, and not half bad, and the world is a beautiful place." "On second thought they probably thought I was a complete dropkick, I probably blew our chance at ever getting the job. Sorry bro." "We got the job! No way! Awesome! We really are the bomb!" "I think I lost my ability to design and make things look good while I was asleep last night. I think it was the Bk I ate."
Bk is like that one episode of Fringe, where that lady gets instantly pregnant and in labour and then dies. And then the baby grows into an old man three hours later and dies of old age. That's pretty much EXACTLY like a burger king meal.

Colour & Bust

May I introduce the Infinite Canvas Project. I recently got introduced into the world of responsive web design, however I am not what one would call a genius when it comes to code. I can muddle by. But mostly just muddle up. But I wanted to get in on thinking about web design differently, and one thing I have always liked is the idea of the Infinite Canvas. Why do we write things so small? Why do we make lots of little things for the internet? Why not BIG things? We got all this space we may as well use it. So yeah, that's what I'm up to.

Gamerlad Ep18 Help Desk

A couple more days and my facebook profile will dissipate into the tranquil bays of non existence, with only a residue of information about myself stuck to the palate of the world eater "facebook". Will I regret it? no. Will I miss it. Definitely not.
We handed in our magazine for printing today. Much like any day when we have to hand something in for printing, it was hectic and full of stress. Anyway, it's out of our hands now, and all we can do is sit around and wait for a finished product to miraculously appear out of nowhere. We settled on CM Digital to get our job done this time. The last time I had gone inside that place I had a less than impressive printout done for this project, which crazily enough was my first project ever for uni.

Gamerlad Ep17 Kicked Out

I was going to write something really wistful here and maybe link to a song by Ben Folds. But I kept changing my mind, wondering if the merit would outweigh the cheesiness.
Turns out Cheesiness is really heavy.

Owl City Love Songs

This is perhaps the best way to depict a Owl City love song. The girl is so super duper auto-tuned I'm starting to wonder if that's her normal voice.
And if anyone's ever heard any lyrics from Owl City you'l know that they mostly make no sense at all.
The image below is FAKE.

FAKE

The Pokerap

First page in my sweet new book. I'm excited to draw in it. I really am. This first one's Hayden. He's a quiet one. But he's crack up if you're listening for it.
I think this pic may be relevant to the blog. (take in Albany under a bridge that really did smell bad. So, crude but true.)