I am loving, ‘douchechill’! I didn’t know what it meant and then felt ashamed for not remembering when I read it was coined by Tobias Funke. I hope the next embarrassing act comes soon for me because I don’t want to forget to use it.
You should inform “Kevin” that his review of Drinking at the Movies makes the mistake of applying generic literary mechanisms to an aspect of comics (visual imagery and related communication of personality and emotion) which your work skillfully exemplifies in a manner beyond the critical jurisdiction of text-only narratives.
Also, he’s wrong about your tear-drop eye always communicating a sense of curiosity.
I actually thought his review was well thought out and correct in pointing out some of the errors of the way I draw. And overall it was a positive review so why the hate?
Trust me, don’t look at your reflection while jogging. I recently went thru dozens of photos of myself participating in races over a 20-year period and I was smilling in ONE (most of them I looked like I wished I was dead).
I do like the description of “jogging” as “shuffling swiftly and breathing heavily in public” though. You can add “sweating profusely” and “turning beet red.”
Internet courtship is indeed weird. Up until recently, I was a member of an internet dating site, and I got quite a few creep-tastic messages. Usually the best response to such messages is to threaten to unleash your wrath upon them if they continue to creep on you.
Now would be as good a time as any to evoke the spirit of Uta Pippig, who won the 1996 Boston Marathon with explosive diarrhea. Let her be an inspiration to all of us, in the fetters of our vanity.
none of this running on the street.
for exercise, find a local gym. a neighborhood-y place, like a rec center or something non-corporate. that’s the place to get your exercisin’ done, because there are a lot of other people there who look just like you, and you are effectively lost in the crowd of sweaty, pudgy, stringy-haired nightmares.
do all kinds of cardio, aerobic stuff. whatever you hate least. just do a lot of it real regular. it’ll get easier.
and 6 months (or 2 years or whatever) later, you’ll be feeling better. less wheezy, firmer-tummied, and probably tired-er, but better. I recommend.
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July 12th, 2010 at 1:16 pm
Thanks for linking to my review! I wasn’t expecting that, but I am glad you found it. Thanks for writing the book, also, I really enjoyed reading it.
July 12th, 2010 at 1:18 pm
thanks for writing the review!
July 12th, 2010 at 2:34 pm
I am loving, ‘douchechill’! I didn’t know what it meant and then felt ashamed for not remembering when I read it was coined by Tobias Funke. I hope the next embarrassing act comes soon for me because I don’t want to forget to use it.
July 13th, 2010 at 5:52 am
you remind me of harvey pekar from american splendor. i really enjoy your comics, keep it up! i’ll buy your comic as soon as i can (afford it)
July 13th, 2010 at 1:05 pm
What he’s trying to say is that you have throat problems and you’ll die at 70.
July 13th, 2010 at 3:24 pm
You should inform “Kevin” that his review of Drinking at the Movies makes the mistake of applying generic literary mechanisms to an aspect of comics (visual imagery and related communication of personality and emotion) which your work skillfully exemplifies in a manner beyond the critical jurisdiction of text-only narratives.
Also, he’s wrong about your tear-drop eye always communicating a sense of curiosity.
Now I hate Kevin.
Bye, Julia!
July 13th, 2010 at 4:59 pm
I actually thought his review was well thought out and correct in pointing out some of the errors of the way I draw. And overall it was a positive review so why the hate?
July 13th, 2010 at 8:31 pm
I think we should nap the crap out of the hate!
July 14th, 2010 at 10:06 am
Trust me, don’t look at your reflection while jogging. I recently went thru dozens of photos of myself participating in races over a 20-year period and I was smilling in ONE (most of them I looked like I wished I was dead).
I do like the description of “jogging” as “shuffling swiftly and breathing heavily in public” though. You can add “sweating profusely” and “turning beet red.”
Glad to see you back! Argh, what a long “reply.”
July 14th, 2010 at 10:12 pm
“Jog-ging? I’m not familiar with that word you little raggamuffin!”
July 15th, 2010 at 1:45 pm
wats a douchechill
July 15th, 2010 at 2:09 pm
Internet courtship is indeed weird. Up until recently, I was a member of an internet dating site, and I got quite a few creep-tastic messages. Usually the best response to such messages is to threaten to unleash your wrath upon them if they continue to creep on you.
July 16th, 2010 at 5:17 pm
Your first mistake: deciding to go jogging.
July 16th, 2010 at 11:30 pm
Now would be as good a time as any to evoke the spirit of Uta Pippig, who won the 1996 Boston Marathon with explosive diarrhea. Let her be an inspiration to all of us, in the fetters of our vanity.
July 17th, 2010 at 4:27 am
thought you should know:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/jasontravis/4777218316/in/set-72157603258446753/
July 21st, 2010 at 1:25 pm
none of this running on the street.
for exercise, find a local gym. a neighborhood-y place, like a rec center or something non-corporate. that’s the place to get your exercisin’ done, because there are a lot of other people there who look just like you, and you are effectively lost in the crowd of sweaty, pudgy, stringy-haired nightmares.
do all kinds of cardio, aerobic stuff. whatever you hate least. just do a lot of it real regular. it’ll get easier.
and 6 months (or 2 years or whatever) later, you’ll be feeling better. less wheezy, firmer-tummied, and probably tired-er, but better. I recommend.
July 29th, 2010 at 2:05 am
panel 4 would make a great t-shirt.