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As many probably know by now, I'm a Scooby-Doo fan, though I'm a pretty picky Scooby-Doo fan. Pretty much the only Scooby-Doo series I like are Scooby-Doo Where Are You!, A Pup Named Scooby-Doo, and What's New Scooby-Doo. Though The Scooby-Doo Show is pretty decent, too.

Now while this may be the case, I will admit that some of the series I didn't like had some pretty cool theme songs and opening animations, so I decided to make a list (with a little help from Youtube) of my Top 5 favorite Scooby Themes (with some little bonuses, too).

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Didn't make it to market because I suddenly realised, oh right, my route is across the parade route, and even if the parade had passed by there was still 928347234 people driving away from the area (people were parked all the way at my street for it :|), so I just stayed home and talked to LID about stuffs.

Went to BBQ, as usual I was mostly quiet and I wrote some script (FANDANGO UNDEROOS) and annoyed the fuck out of Tiger, because she's not a total COWARD like Cleo and hid when company came over.

Uhm. That's all I guess. Now I'm home and internet is boring because people are out CELEBRATING AMERICA SHEESH.

You know what I wish though? I wish that if someone who didn't vote expresses an opinion on something government related--and ISN'T a biased thing like BOY GEORGE BUSH SUCKS or BOY OBAMA IS SUCKING, but just a casual observation or a nominal topic of conversation--assholes wouldn't say YOU DON'T GET TO COMPLAIN, YOU DIDN'T VOTE.

This isn't about me, because, well, I don't talk about politics.

But my cousin at the party today was just musing about the factories American companies are keeping open on foreign soil while closing here, and my mom goes WELL WHY ARE YOU SO SURPRISED HOW THINGS ARE TURNING OUT, OBAMA SAID HE WAS GONNA DO ALL THIS. (Which is kinda LOL WHAT in of itself) YOU VOTED FOR HIM, HE TOLD YOU!!!

And my cousin was like, I DIDN'T VOTE FOR HIM, I DIDN'T VOTE AT ALL.

And my step brother pipes in WELL THEN YOU GOT NO RIGHT TO COMPLAIN.

What, really? Really you guys?

Anyway.

I think I'm gonna play some of this game I rented then maybe work on script, which I'm unsure how I feel about because it's mostly narrative caption but that's because I'm trying to speed it along so it doesn't go over 12 pages. But maybe it's okay, IDK. Time to video game first.

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SIGH then of course I get an error when it tries to play. :I I'm hoping it's just scratched, I dunno why I didn't think to buff it before I left, I usually do. Well, I guess I'll go into work, maybe stop and get some iced creams somewhere.

I lied. The previous set of icons wasn't technically the last. I'm making a few animated ones. Here're the ones I have so far, if anybody wants any of them. As with any icons I'm never really sure if I want to use them until they're done and I see how they look, so I always end up with more than I actually use.

Previous, static icons can be found here, here, and here.

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I am trying to think of what to draw for the 4th.

john campbell and i made five-minute comics on the topic of anxiety today. here is mine.

Collaboration with Carolyn Main www.carolynmain.com

She drew the center character and I added the weird bits around the sides.

Flippable image toy thingy.

My friend Tammy, who I barely know, had a huge party last night for her 30th birthday. The kind with a dress code, a guest list, an open bar...total serious¹ business! As I pulled up, there were so many cars I almost turned around and drove home. When I got in, and was confronted with a houseful of noisy, pretty people I've never met, I almost left. Buuut I didn't, and it got better! When I'm comfortable somewhere, I'm the one who swoops in to make friends with the shyest person in the room; it was nice to have the favor returned! The open bar also helped. :D

And yeah, it was nice to get macked on by unfamiliar boys that aren't socially retarded! No inappropriate touching, unlike the last big party I went to...ahem. There were two: one reminded me a lot of Jim Halpert, looks-wise. Newly single, gentlemanly and be-scootered, but...*shrug*. Something felt a little off, and there was no spark on my side at least. I'll see him again, I'm sure, and we'll see what happens then. The other one, a cute black guy with an A+ smile, was pretty upfront about what he's into: doomsday scenarios and fucking ladies senseless! We had a lively conversation that lasted like an hour. He already called me this morning, hunh. I was pretty upfront about not feeling the random sex, but we could be buddies at least. Probably he has designs on more, but oh well!

Good times, and a good thing to get outta my element once in awhile! I still have no interest in doing it more than once every several months.


1. Welllll...kind of. These were theater people, after all! Nice fancy clothes, yes, but also there were free-range boobs and dongs.

Sometimes I start comics that are supposed to be a whole page, but are only a half page.

On a related note, I have so many David Bowie drawings now, so many Ziggys.

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Our friend and fully-compensated minion-manager Janci Patterson ran an RPG last night at Dragon's Keep. The rule-set was "World of Darkness." The setting? Dragon's Keep, July 3rd, 9:00pm, in the Utah we know... only faced with zombies. The characters? Us, as ourselves. Me, Drew (Janci's husband and business partner), Timothy and Rebecca, Tim, Jared, and Big Mike. Oh, and my 14-year-old daughter.

It turns out I'm a fairly robust RPG character. Good firearm experience, solid knowledge of the lay of the land and back routes, and healthy enough to keep up. Most of us were probably a dot or two overpowered in places and I'm sure I was no exception, but the stuff you know how to do by the time you're 40 actually does count for something in games like this.

Game play began at around 8:00pm and ran with a few breaks until about 6:00am. The Keep was full of people until 1:00am, and downtown Provo had people camping along University Avenue all night in anticipation of the parade in the morning (which, following the game, I decided I would love to miss. So I drove me and mine home before the road closed.)

In-game, in a nutshell... there was a big crash, and we realized that there were dead people coming into the store. Hasty barricades and improvised weapons kept us alive long enough to get to cars. We zombie- and traffic-clogged roads prevent us from getting to Jared's house and his firearms, so we settled for my house (and MY firearms.) Another stop for ammo and supplies (Jared's Mom's place) led to our first real combat. We all lived. From there we headed up the canyon to this place I know, a place that is pretty defensible. Except when it's being swarmed by big stitched-together conglomerations of undead.

Still, all of us except Timothy lived. Timothy died once, and then undied a second time. It was sad. We almost lost the whole group, but the zombies rolled badly during those last three rounds, and I managed to get behind them with a semi-automatic shotgun and a pair of assault pistols while their attention was focused on trying to finish off the other party members (two of whom were unconscious.) And then morning came and the dead stopped being undead. No explanation for why. Life's like that. Apparently so is un-life.

It was an intense play session. So intense, in fact, that my daughter decided to bail out and play a different RPG upstairs with Bob and Gary and friends. We gave her a happy ending early -- the life-flight pilot came to get his wife near Jared's Mom's place, and had an extra seat, so Kiki flew to safety before the real fighting started. In that game she played some buccaneer sharp-shooter, popping off the guys with the fancy hats as the ships closed with each other. Oh, and apparently she accidentally seduced her way through Port Royal. I'm going to have to talk to her about that when she wakes up...

Speaking of which, I'm not as young as I used to be. That all-nighter was draining. I suspect I'm ruined for any sort of thinky work until Monday at the earliest.

I have the house to myself for the week.
My mom left a checklist of shit I need to do
but the cleaners came yesterday and now I can't find the checklist.
Quite the predicament.

Various things occurred to make me nostalgic for Martha, so I combined her with my current obsession:



SHE FIGHTS CRIME, WITH HER TRUSTY SIDEKICK: ~STRING~


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Had a dream I lost six teeth, and could no longer talk. My mouth swelled up to the point where I couldn't talk. I followed my mom around, trying to get her attention, to show her my handful of teeth and ask what I should do.

I think I really need to go to the dentist.
Too bad I have to wait until school starts up again so I can go to the dental school, the only kind of dentistry I can afford.

Oh, but nationalized health care would be socialism, and at the very best sub-pare health care.
You know what? I'd rather have socialist sub-par health care than none at all, thank you very much.
Nothing will really get done so long as the people in charge of this all have excellent health care and don't know what it's like to choose between gas money for a month or one doctor visit.

I'm so glad the king and all the dukes are telling the peasants to be happy with their stale bread while they feast on roast pig. It'd be easier to eat my stale bread if my teeth didn't hurt.

Still gonna go today and tomorrow...

More info about the ordeal is actually on my deviantart journal.

There was also a fursuiter there...umm wrong coast? Anthro Con is on the East Coast?

...*poofs*

Holy shit

Shanghai 13 Story Building Collapse
Living Disaster - Rafiki - 9 Comments
Tags: china, Shanghai, building collapse, shoddy construction, why we wear hardhats
07/03/09 - - - (Link)

From NetEast: June 27th 5:30 am Shanghai Minhang district a 13 story building in “Lotus River Garden” Residential collapsed, resulting one death. The building was unoccupied and still under construction.

That isn't a collapse, that's A TIP OVER.

How is that even . . . Physics astounds me yet again.



In other news, YAY America, whooo, I have the weekend off LIKE USUAL. I like having the weekend off but at the same time sometimes it's such a chored working 5 days in a row, cramming 37 or so hours into it. By Thursday and Friday I want to die. BUT all the same, I like having da weekends off. WHAT SHALL I DO THIS WEEKEND.

I shall go to a BBQ. I was thinking of going to farmer's market to see Kasey's mommy but I'm still feeling kinda gross and urpy, but it's only 9AM I still have loads of time to see if I feel like it.

I will try to work on Nyagpul stuff, I think I will just not bother with comicpress for sure for now and just get the site up and looking pretty and go with Wordpress alone and work on drawring comics.

DEAR LID
Let us talk about projects dis weekend too if you're up to it. I figured first thing we could try to collab on maybe something short, like a 10 page one shot or something to see how well ~we can flow~ with it and how fast I can draw lol

Which reminds me, at work I was babbling to MJ about super hero shit and I mentioned THE MAGGOT because, seriously, greatest mutant ever, and a random customer got all giddy and excited to hear my talk about him. It was adorable.

I see Sarah Palin has already given the people of the state of Alaska a fine gift.

Yesterday we went out and saw PUBLIC ENEMIES. Like every other Michael Mann film I've ever seen this one is about half an hour too long. The DV adds an immediacy to the picture that gives the action scenes extra punch, but distracts from the quieter scenes and makes everything shot at night look like an episode of "Cops". There are a few shots in an apartment at night that resemble certain early works by Corn Pone Flicks, and not in a good way. I don't know if the performances seem flatter because of the DV or just because they're flat to begin with, but apart from a great and woefully underused Alvin Karpis by Giovanni Ribisi and Marion Cotillard's Billie Frechette (she's given the most to do and does it wonderfully) everybody else sort of sleepwalks through the picture. Billy Crudup is the latest in what appears to be a ever-growing rank of stagey, effiminate J. Edgar Hoovers, and Christian Bale plays Melvin Purvis as a dedicated squarehead slightly disturbed at times, giving us none of the desperate tension and stress that drove him.

To be honest, in spite of my nitpicking I did enjoy the film. If you have ever wanted to see the BAR used in a bank robbery this film is a must-see. The robberies and gunfights are staged and shot masterfully and there's attention to detail with guns, haircuts, clothes, cars, decor, etc., that is most of why I go to period films anyways. The parts that aren't robberies are kind of slow and there are a lot of those parts, so be prepared for a good long time sitting down. There is a Diana Krall cameo that was a nice touch. I've been seeing this film get reviewed as a "C+" and that sounds about right. If you like seeing great characterizations of Frank Nitti and Baby Face Nelson in movies, this is the movie for you.

After the movie we went up Queen Street to get crepes, and I happened to look up and saw a poster advertising "Miss Thirteen Dot In Toronto". If you don't know who Miss Thirteen Dot is, well, it's a Chinese manhua character that's a cross between Richie Rich and Little Dot that I would have never known about if not for the book "Hong Kong Comics".



The artist is in town visiting her family, and an exhibit of her works was arranged, and that's what we stumbled across.

http://www.trendhunter.com/trends/comic-icon-art-shows-13-dot-retrospective-exhibition-in-toronto

Today's the last day of the exhibit and if you're down there between 4 and 6 you might just meet Theresa Wei-Chun herself. We bought a copy of the latest Miss Thirteen Dot graphic novel (set in Paris) and then we got crepes and that was our Friday, pretty much. Today is antique show in Milton, and if there's anything else interesting in that area we will go do that too, and if we get back to town before 6 we will meet Ms. Wei-Chun and have her sign our book.

For the 4th of July, America's Birthday, I've drawn some notable Americans

Stephen Colbert, Notable Awesome American



Sean Hannity, Notable Douchebag American



Will.I.Am Howard Taft, Notable Fat American

Make a post with just this sentence in it, and tag the post with your most interesting tags.

I<m impressed, plus it<s 2D! :D

(I figured you probably never get birthday cards with winter scenes on them.)

Edit: bumping to add one new art, silly to make a whole new post for it. I also updated with links.

WHEW! Gathering some stuff to post before I go off on a big long rant. Recent culinary adventures, sketches, and art under the cut!

( Art and Noms! )

Creepy neighbour with the crush on me returned from whatever job he had wherever and showed up at the store as I was taling to BY at my desk and was all OH HEY JESSICA
and I was all OH SHIT CREEPY NEIGHBOUR HI HOW YOU DOING
OH I'M GOOD HEY I HAVE A PAIR OF TENNIS SHOES, KINDA FUNKY STYLE, THAT I THINK WILL FIT YOU
O-OH?
YEAH I'LL JUST LEAVE THEM AT YOUR DOORSTEP OKAY?
Y-YEAH, OKAY, SOUNDS GOOD, THANKS.

And then as he walked away I turned to BY and basically went:


Guys, seriously, that freaked me the fuck out. I just. This is too fucking creepy now. SHOES? How much was he looking at my feet to judge they'd fit? This is so oh my god I can't even. And BY made my panic worse by saying "BOY IT'S LIKE THAT ONE WEIRD STALKER GUY THAT GAVE MC ALL THOSE CLOTHES, REMEMBER?"

I am still really nauseous, and it's only enhanced by the fact I am now scared shitless.

Things haven't been so good for me the past couple of days nerves wise, last thing I needed was a creepy neighbour amping up the fucking creep.

http://fanboys-online.com/index.php?comic=328

Artwork Update: Red Letter Day Part 3

Here's the final batch of Alice in Wonderland icons (previous icons can be found here and here). This group has the most. I think it's because of my Hatter love. Whatever the reason, I really enjoyed making all these icons. I'm gonna have a tough time choosing my favorites to use. Watching the movie with the goal of picking out interesting and pretty images made me appreciate how artistically impressive it is.

As previously mentioned anybody can take as many of these icons they want, just please give me credit for making them.

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( More under the cut! )

So it looks like film will be going up next week potentially, sorry for the wait! For now, I have these sketches and figure drawings. I also did a pinup for RALPH NIESE'S rad comic!!!

( Margo, Donald and Simon pinup, figure drawings! )
Right now.. well I've been looking for work and a new apartment, and I'm freaking out!

1: leaving the building, I held the gate for a girl. She couldn't get in the building though. I offered, but she shook her head no.

To be quite fair, I'm sure she was being let in by a friend inside the building, and plus, I think there's a limit to acceptable casual friendliness. In any case, I proceeded through the church parking lot to the Duane Reade across Manhattan Avenue.


2: at the store, talkative stock guy asks about my t-shirt (Tekkon Kinkreet, thanks for asking). We then talk about anime.

He's a friendly guy. I've interacted with him before, he's commented on a shirt of mine before ("I GALACTUS PLANETS"). It's a welcome surprise and change of pace to go into a store and strike up a genuine conversation with an employee about something more significant than deodorant. We did have an exchange about deodorant, but it's Duane Reade, what do you expect?


3: back on my block, a woman, my neighbor, yells and spits from her door at a teenager. He taunts "you must have a big dick."

It sounded to me, passing on the other side of the street, that a homophobia-driven argument had been taking place between the neighbor and one of a passing group of teenagers. The woman said something about fucking him up and spat in his direction (old school New York City style insult-spit) and he laughed about her dick-having. I was close enough to observe but still across the street. It feels weird because I recognize her as my neighbor who sometimes walks her dog as I'm coming home, but at the same time, I do not really know her and she basically told them where to go...


First rule: do not get involved.


Time elapsed: about twelve minutes.

sorry, it was a mess. A lot of shaky cam, and dropping pens. The hard part is focusing on the webcam while drawing, which is a difficult to juggle both. Still thank you for coming
well here's the test, thank you for visiting

Show everyone how much you love green and red lions wearing vaguely Islamic headgear (and their human equivalents) with these neato mosquito user icons!







By the way: 



This is pretty neat - There's an animated menu for the Dekata project that uses my lion artwork. I especially like it because I got paid for it without having to do anything, SCORE

If you want to see it, it's behind the cut.


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I swear Black Lion Week is not an extended piece of marketing for Dekata Project

Speaking of which:



Last time I met up with this guy he told me they took 50 photographs and this was the best one.

If you weren't already drawing lion girls we could have a really neat photoshop challenge based around this picture, I want to see people inserting him into famous moments from history

just experimenting with an idea. please come and visit, this is a mess. Trying to get it work off a web cam over my shoulder
livestream

http://johnkstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/encyclopedia-of-animation-and.html

Design and AppealDesign and appeal aren't exactly the same things but they are related. This character was designed in a modernistic style (for 1944-45) by Hank Ketcham. It's very different than the mid 40s WB style. But this cartoon is animated by Bob Clampett's unit of guys and the combination of styles is spectacular.Hank's design is appealing and the poses drawn by this animator are extremely

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Oops! I reused an old script! Oh well, I'm sure nobody will notice.

Often, when I draw, I forget to breathe. I get dizzier and dizzier and my head begins to hurt, and then suddenly I expel the last breath I took in two minutes ago. I don't know why I do this. It's not that I forget to breathe in, I just forget to breathe out.

I really need to get back in the drawring mood, I have Felix's trade still to do, and not to mention I wanna do more comics and fancomics and just draw some fun things but argh IDK you guys why am I like this I NEED INSPIRATION, WHEN WILL I BECOME WITH THE COLLECTIVE ARTISTIC MUSE.

OMG I HAVE AN HOUR UNTIL WORK SIGH

I don't know if it's sad or incredibly appropriate that I am being driven MAD by something as little as A TWITCHING EYELID.

Really. Seriously stop it.

Cartoon Network is your name. Not Children's Network. Also stop showing "Son of" movies.

Beginning to feel like we need to head to CN HQ and stop their new presidents from mucking things up >.>

This cat is just doing this to drive me crazy. He meows at me to let him out, and as soon as I let him out, he meows to be let back in, repeat a bazillion times until I go mad with... uh, madness!

On a completely unrelated note, you guys should totally recommend some music for me because I'm getting sort of tired of listening to all the music I already have over and over and over. :)

Now, people have been throwing around the term "gay is the new black" lately, meaning that gay people are the new black people, the new civil rights fight. But I wanna talk about something else. Gay is the new black the way pink is the new black, or sometimes green is the new black, or blue is the new black. I'm talking fashion terms here.

Is anyone else sick of seeing their sexual orientation treated about the same way as crocs or skinny jeans? Girls kissing other girls the same way they might carry a clutch bag - as an accessory.

Popping up all over the place are articles about a "new trend" of girls kissing girls. As if this is just a new fad, not something that has been around for millenia, not something that is going to continue forever. People are just trying on the gay, the way they might try on a silkscreen tee, but when it goes out of style, they're free to donate it to Goodwill.

Straight people kissing the same sex for fun is like a Presbyterian wearing a Yarmulke for fun. It isn't there to be fun for you. Take it off!

Despite gay rights becoming more and more prominent and publicized, we're seeing fewer and fewer gay people on TV these days, and more Katy Perrys. I fear it's because gay, real gayness, is sooooooo 2003. Faux-bisexuality is the new black.

People who are actually bisexual aren't the ones I'm talking about. I'm not talking about girls feeling freer to express their actual sexual orientation. I'm talking about people who use it when it pleases them (or pleases boys), but when it comes to dealing with the actual consequences of being gay, (you know, the hard stuff, like coming out, getting bullied, or having family members disown you), they can peel that t-shirt off and pretend they never wore it.

I fear networks are saying "We've already done lesbians. Let's do schizophrenics this season." As if including gay people in a show would be like dressing a character in ugg boots - so unstylish! How could we ever have worn those things?

For LGBT people, real LGBT people, this is not something we can take off, throw in the laundry hamper, and decide later if we want to put it back on again. It's not a trend to us. It's not something for straight people to use as a fashion accessory, or something to spice up a story without giving any depth to it. It's not a shallow, stylish thing. It's a deep, ingrained part of our lives.

So please, straight people, take off the "tee shirt of gayness" and retire it. And know that it was never meant to be worn by you. But also know that it isn't going away just because you've stopped wearing it. It might go "out of style", but it's never going away. We're here, we're queer, and we're not going anywhere.