i’m sorry, i’m sorry!
Tuesday, March 4th, 2008i have nothing new for you kids today except a bunch of links to shit in New York that all ya’ all bitches should go to:
tomorrow, march 5th, fancy French cartoonists Philippe Dupuy and Charles Berberian read at
Thursday is a Lost party that you’re totally not invited to. Face!
Friday there’s a party at Rocketship for Leah Hayes
on March 23rd I’ll be doing a live reading for Tom Hart’s semi-annual comics thing at KGB Bar. Yeah, that’s Easter and all, but c’mon, it’s really just an excuse to eat cadbury eggs and we all know it.
Per some reader’s email requests, here’s a rundown of some of my past and present nicknames. Most of the time, they’re just derisions of my real name (like Jules) or references to my short stature (like Munchkin) Although I really don’t know why anyone gives a shit. I’ll probably bore even myself just writing this. But here goes:
-Spuds- given to me by my older brother when I was about six. The plan was that if he got to call me spuds (which are potatoes btw) then I would call him Spike, which was obviously way cooler. I never kept up my end of the bargain, but he called me Spuds for an entire decade.
-Rass- given to me by my little brother, who for some reason called me “RaRa†when he first started talking, which somehow turned into Rass (pronounced like Ross) until he was about five.
-LaLa- given to me by my mom until I was about age 5 when she started calling me Jules.
-Little Shit- given to me by one of my college professors while drinking in Italy on a hotel rooftop. It stuck until the semester ended and I moved away.
-Lil’ Baby Wertzie- given to me by Shelby Hast and Shannon Shaw, totally independent of each other.
-Juno Jugs- given to me by Aaron Renier because I hate the movie Juno but people always tell me I remind them of her. The Jugs part comes from a package that Laura Park titled to “Julia Jugs Wertz†which makes no sense whatsoever because I don’t have big boobs. My friends are just weird.
-Calamity Julia- given to me by Alec Longstreth due to my penchant for disaster.
-Tiny J- given to me by my older brother while we were coming up with hip hop monikers.
Lil’ Monkey- given to me by my roommate Shannon O’Leary
last minute add:
Cranky little bastard of a woman: given by Will Schaff. Joelle explains it in the comments below.
March 4th, 2008 at 10:56 pm
Nice assortment, actually. Being assigned nicknames is nowhere near as fun as assigning them to others, though.
I like the name “Julia” because of the various shortened version nicknames it provides. My favorite so far is “Yooleeaugh”. No need to pronounce the “Jay”.
I also like the name “Thaddeus” because it has shortened variants like “Deus” and “Hades”. Gonna name me a boy one day.
If I start replying more often, may I please calls you “Yooleeaugh?”
March 4th, 2008 at 11:07 pm
Well, obviously you’re no Juno because you would have had the abortion and there would be no story. At least not one as dumb as that one.
March 4th, 2008 at 11:18 pm
jeez you have a propensity to earn nicknames. and if i could ever get one of my professors to call me little shit, i would be damn proud of myself.
Just wondering… is there any chance whatsoever that you would be doing any comic conventions or shit like that in Minneapolis? or Omaha? or Des Moines? or i guess anywhere in nowhere if you catch my drift. cuz i’m severely jealous of the coasts.. they get the best shit. we get… snow. and wheat beer. danke!
March 5th, 2008 at 9:44 am
the closest to something not on the coast I’ll be attending is the Heroes Con in North Carolina. So stop fucking around and just move to one of the coasts. Or just sit around and drink wheat beer in the snow.
and Tha- you’re a little late on that nickname, it was one of my high school ones.
March 5th, 2008 at 11:01 am
You forgot cranky little bastard of a woman! Given to you by William Schaff, whilst driving hungover and looking for breakfast, NYC, summer of 2007. While it is rather long for a nick name, it is still vastly more appropriate for a cantakerous gal like you than a lot of the others.
March 5th, 2008 at 11:28 am
nothing wrong with sitting in the middle of american and drinking wheat beer i ’spose, guess we middle/southwest/random americans will just have to bide our time and save our pennies to see the Many Nicknamed Julia,
March 5th, 2008 at 11:37 am
Hey I’m gonna be reading at that KGB thing too! Rock on. We rule Easter.
March 5th, 2008 at 12:10 pm
joelle, i just added it cause it’s too good to just leave in the comments section. but I take umbrage! cause i ain’t no woman.
March 5th, 2008 at 3:29 pm
luckily wheat beer is the best thing ever created. but thanks anyways! im not sure north carolina is off the coast… but ill be making an exodus to D.C. sometime soon so maybe ill plan it around one of your con’s. but probably not.
March 5th, 2008 at 4:42 pm
I live in North Carolina and, yes, I’m pretty sure that watery shiny thing to the east of us is the Atlantic Ocean, yo. Or, as we think of it, the world’s greatest port-a-potty. Except not portable.
March 5th, 2008 at 5:00 pm
how are North Carolina and South Carolina getting along these days? still brother sister complex?
March 5th, 2008 at 6:54 pm
You sure as hell aint no lady either!
March 5th, 2008 at 10:09 pm
I’ve spent the last three evenings reading all of these from the beginning. I’m pretty sure that is incredibly sad, but I must say, you never fail to make me laugh. We have a lot in common too =P
March 6th, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Shpoodles. I should have known it would have already existed. Thanks for calling me “Tha”. Everyone else calls me “Pooka.” I also respond to “Mr. Bohigglesby”.
Again, it’s a nice selection of the nicknames. Adjectives are great, among other things.
March 6th, 2008 at 2:45 pm
spuds… hmm. In some places over here (bad sitcoms on BBC three at graveyard shifts), “love spuds” are a euphamism for testicles. Not so inapropriate for a fiesty little thing like yourself, J.
March 6th, 2008 at 4:01 pm
I also went by LaLa until about the age of five, but I gave it to myself. Lala had quite the propensity for speaking in the third person as a tot, Lala did…
Speaking of nicknames, I don’t watch Lost but I tried that nickname calculator and got “Math Boy.” I don’t even really know what to say.
PS. I came to fart party thanks to Joey Comeau’s posting on A Softer World - you’re absolutely fantastic. I love the stick figure comics the most!
March 6th, 2008 at 6:21 pm
Have been coming back and reading more each day since finding you Julia. Brilliant work!
You make it look easy and offhand and that is where your talent lies - that and your total honesty -which today, is a real blessing. Thanks, again. P
March 6th, 2008 at 9:35 pm
i had a shitty nickname my brother still gives me crap about
…..Wuba wuba…… eck!
March 6th, 2008 at 10:21 pm
I had posted a long while back, not sure when and not perplexed enough to look it up. I think I happened upon the site after doing a search for webcomics.
Happy little thing to say here: Just got books in the mail!
March 7th, 2008 at 10:54 pm
um. ya’all? do you mean y’all?
March 13th, 2008 at 8:27 am
My brother used to call me Rara too, before he learned to speak. And I can understand…Julia..Laura >rara….but
ken>Wuba wuba…HAH!