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Friday, November 28, 2003
Couple of comics(online and otherwise) that I've enjoyed over the past few weeks...
First Sammy Harkham's new weekly feature Black Death has started with a bang on Jordan Crane's website. Maybe a ZIP would be more apt of a sound effect (what's onomatopoeia for an arrow flying through the air?). Sammy is the author the mini Poor Sailor, which I haven't read, but which seems to have made it on to a lot of people's list for the best minis of 2003.
And I've got this on my link list but I think it's worth mentioning again; Dan Zettwoch's comic adaptation of Jason Shiga's Blog Entry Jason doesn't seem to have been posting that frequently, which is a shame because he always make me laugh my head off. Perhaps he's decided that he's better off saving all of his material for comics. If you like this comic you should check out Dan's Redbird Mini Featuring a story about a career day talk to a teenage class by an illustrator whose main work has been for Gulf War Collector Cards. The more than slightly insecure illustrator realizes that his best bet for capturing his audience's attention is by relating some gruesome second-hand war stories.
Not an online comic link, but the new issue of King Cat (#62) made for some good reading by the drone of the Don Valley Parkway a few weeks (or is that months?) back Get your copy from John's site or USSCATASTROPHE. There's also this recent Poopsheet review.
And it's a good week for Gabrielle Bell fans, not one but two updates of her journal on serializer.net in the last couple of days. I have to admit to being ignorant of Gabrielle's work prior this strip appearing on Serializer, all though I heard her name mentioned as someone whose doing good work several times. I've since read her When I Am Old collection from Alternative Press, and I really liked the more recent stories in it; she's using a very stripped-down style for the journal strips, but I think it suits her
A tangential segue
You'll have to click the link to Gabrielle's strip to know what I'm talking about, but I'm always up good insect-killing anecdote, and the continuing ladybird explosion for the past two summers and my disdain for killing spiders leading to a large brood in our apartment means that I've got a lot of them. A couple of weeks ago I checked my voice mail at work and was greeted by a message from my wife. "100 seconds" said the computer voice, sounding out every syllable. Here's the message she left me:
Hi. I've just had the most horrible half hour of my life.
I was at home and a wasp or something got in the house.
It was, like, flying-
and then it was starting to fly all over the place
and knocking into things
and getting a little angry
and then it went by the window
and I got the hairspray out
and sprayed it with a little bit and it fell into a cobweb
so it was struggling in that for a while
and teeny little spider came out
trying to kill it I think
and then it went back
and it was still struggling in there for a while
and then it got out of the spider web and
was just sitting on the ledge
so I got the hairspray out again
and was, like, going at it again
for a really long time
and it kept walking around
and trying to hide behind things
and I kept spraying it and spraying it
to the edge
and then it dropped down onto the other window ledge
and then I was spraying it again
and then it dropped down
on to the floor
and I was going to get a shoe
but I was afraid it was still going to get me...
so I sucked it up in the vacuum cleaner.
I apologize to all bugs everywhere.
posted by Alan
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6:47 PM
Wednesday, November 12, 2003
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