Thursday, October 21, 2010

The moment you didn't know you were waiting for...

On Tuesday I announced that today I would make a big announcement. Surprisingly, no one guessed what the announcement would be.

Here it is, I am delving into the world of comics strips. Comic strips have always fascinated me, but drawing is somewhat frustrating for me... so I am just drawing heads. We will see how it goes.

Without further ado (click to enlarge):

Now, some of you might say, "really? is that the best you can do?" and the answer is, "hopefully not."

Truth be told, I have several ideas and trying to decide which to lead off with wasn't easy. And hopefully the rest are even better.

Comments are welcomed.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010


I am announcing that I will announce a big announcement on Thursday. You may announce your guesses of the announcement that will be announced in the comment section below.

Monday, October 18, 2010


So, I recently celebrated my birthday... actually, I didn't really celebrate it - I merely acknowledged it - but my friends and family recognized, which was nice.

However, I received several Birthday emails from corporations. This I am not a fan of. In fact, I don't like it at all.
Dear Corporation(s):
"You" didn't remember my birthday, "you" stored it in a database and had a program that generated an email on a given day. Furthermore, the only reason that "you" did it was to convince me buy your product or service. No thanks; I am now less likely to support you (just like politicians with poorly designed lawn signs). Unless you are sending me more than a crappy email, I don't want it.

This is exactly the junk I am talking about:

This is a foupon (that is word I just created for faux-coupon) that Gold's Gym sent me. This was their "birthday present" to me. Guess what Gold's Gym? I wouldn't have gone to the gym that day anyway. And I wouldn't have felt bad about it.

However, let me tell you of a birthday marketing scheme that worked. When I turned 16 Gillette sent me a Mach-3 razor and shaving cream for my birthday. This was no crappy disposable razor, nor was it a coupon for a razor. It was the real deal. A box that said Happy Birthday and a quality razor. There are few things that will win a 16 year old over like pretending they need to start shaving. I have been a Gillette man ever since. Never bought a Schick in my life.

While we are on the subject, I also have a bone to pick with facebook. (Actually, I have a lot of bones to pick with facebook, but we will stick to one for now). I am not great with remembering peoples names - it is not my strong suit, however, I can remember dates and numbers fairly well. So, up until facebook, I stood out for my ability to remember people's birth dates. Now? Nothing. Everyone assumes facebook reminds me. Quite frankly, I have considered putting a fake birthday on facebook out of spite just to throw people off.