|Quote of the Day
"Personal Foul. 69, offense. He was givin' him the
business. Replay the down."
-- ACC ref Ron Cherry's explanation for a penalty called during the
November 24, 2007 football game between Maryland and North Carolina
Movin' on Up
|Those of you who have been checking in over the
past month have no doubt noticed a severe lack of new comics and a
fairly comprehensive site overhaul. I made a personal commitment to
take OFF CAMPUS as far as
it can go in early November, and a slicker site design was the first
step in that journey. Step 2 kicks off on December 31st, 2007, when the
strip moves to its new URL, www.offcampuscomic.com.
The annual Seno Awards will also be posted on that day, with new comic
strips to start sometime in mid-January. I’d start posting earlier, but
I’m also moving house literally over the next month (Mike the Room
Troll has decided to put the now infamous Man House up for sale), and
that’s bound to cause delays. The time I do have between now and then
will be used to build up some lead comics so I can get this thing on a
regular schedule; I’m fairly confident I can do two a week, but I’d
really like to produce three a week. We shall see what happens, but
after five weeks of working my tail off on OFF CAMPUS, I’m still pumped
for 2008, and that’s always a good thing.
This post will be the final update at this URL, although I plan to keep
this page up until late January so casual readers know where to locate
the new site. Again, www.offcampuscomic.com.
I’ll see you there in ’08.
What I’m Watching: Gargoyles: Season 2, Volume 1
What I’m Reading: X-Men: Age of Apocalypse (Marvel Comics)
What I’m Listening to: "Cult of Personality" (Living Colour)
A Week to be Thankful for
|It’s been awhile since I’ve had so much stuff I
wanted to share here, and I’ve finally found some time to write about
one of the most fun weeks ever. So with no further ado . . .
Texas 2007 was an absolute triumph, even though I missed the
first day to due a last minute schedule conflict that couldn’t be
avoided. If the rumors that I’m hearing about this being the final show
in the North Texas area that Wizard will be sponsoring are
indeed true, at least it went out with a bang. For certain, attendance was
noticeably down from previous years, with fewer exhibitors hawking
stuff, and it seemed that most attendees had very little cash to spend
(I dropped right around $200 over the weekend and felt like a Vegas
high roller). However, as I stated earlier,the Artists Alley line-up
was very strong this year, and there were a number of artists that I
didn’t get to hit that I would have loved to see. Highlights from
Saturday included a webcomics panel by DrunkDuck that was actually
pretty helpful, as well as a random conversation that included topics
such as table-top role playing games and the merits of different
Central Texas stripclubs that I had with a cop from Midland, TX while
standing in line for Marc
Silvestri. I also picked up a couple of fantastic commissioned
sketches from a couple of talented unknowns and discovered that
my all-time favorite artist, J.
Scott Campbell, would be taking commissions the next day as well.
Well, I showed up forty-five minutes prior to show opening on Sunday
morning to make sure I got on his list . . . and wound up missing out
by a couple of people. No words exist in the English language, or any
other language for that matter, to adequately describe how disappointed
I was by this turn of events, but the phrase “flaming taint punch”
comes close. Despondent, I wandered over to Humberto Ramos’ sketch
line, where I shared the bad news with another sketch-whore I met
earlier in the morning. As Fate would have it, one of the VIP guests
(i.e., they paid more for their tickets and thus got to get in line
earlier) who had beaten me to the sketch so to speak was standing right
in front of me, and offered to sell his spot to me, so he could buy a
better Ramos piece.
I’m so glad he suggested cash, because there’s really no telling how
far I would have gone to get on that list.
So, transaction complete, I walked away with a spot in the Campbell
queue, a great Ramos sketch, AND a copy of his very bitchin’
sketchbook, Toxic Waste. I spent the rest of the afternoon
waiting my turn in Campbell’s line, just watching him work, all the
while pretending to be someone named “Frank.” Right around 4 PM on
Sunday afternoon, I left Wizard World Texas, possibly for the
last time, with this sketch:
Now I can die in peace.
But the week of awesome was just getting started, for Handsome Wahb and
I hit the trail, Harold-and-Kumar style, the following Tuesday morning.
The object of our quest: Rock
Band. Despite a stock mishap that led to a slight purchasing
delay, the Wyld Stallyons were born on 11 AM that morning and I
reached a plateau of pleasure previously reserved for orgasm only.
Yes, it is that fun, although side-effects include thinking you
can sing and the emergence of a deep-rooted hatred for Kirk Hammett.
What I’m Playing: Rock Band
What I’m Reading: Godslayer by: Jacqueline Carey
What I’m Listening to: “Never Too Late” (Three Days Grace)
Newsflash -- Seno is a Cunt
|That oh-so-charming blog entry title is the work
of one Mike the Room Troll, as is much of the HTML coding responsible
for the new and (hopefully) improved look we’re sporting these days.
It’s still very much a work in progress, but I think it looks a hell of
a lot better than it did just a few days ago. The best part is it only
cost me a plate of Plucker’s cheese fries to obtain; before you
judge me too harshly, keep in mind that said price is probably on par
with the wages paid out by Wal-Mart for stitch work done by
The total apathy towards my previous post dictates that I attend WizardWorld
as a fan this year, which is fine by me, as I really want to do the
meet-and-greet thing with a number of the scheduled guests. 2008,
though, is going to be a working tour, one I’m already prepping for.
I feel like I’m leaving out a whole mess of shit that’s gone down over
the last two weeks, but I wouldn’t even know where to start blogging.
Suffice it to say, it was good to see Obi-Juan, Velasquez, DrewDog, and
Angry Bees during their respective visits into town, and Guitar
Hero III is the greatest goddamn piece of interactive entertainment
since the lap dance.
What I'm Playing: Guitar Hero III: Legends of Rock
What I'm Watching: Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle
What I'm Listening to: "Hard Sun" (Eddie Vedder)