Still the master

Most of us artists aren't fit to polish his gravestone.

Call me medieval...

But crap like THIS makes me regret the obsolesence of public impalement on pikes. If it were up to me, these loving parents would be crow bait.

@#$! PETA and the horses they didn't ride in on!

You think PETA is a merely a bunch of loons who parade naked down the street to protest the wearing of fur? It gets worse than that...

Another reason to dislike these oxygen thieves.

Whiskey for My Men, Beer for My Horses

Ted Nugent and Toby Kieth... what a pair!
Gotta hand it two a couple of guys who manage to be even wilder and more outrageous than they were thirty years ago. "Cat Scratch Fever" rocks, but so does "Fred Bear". And, I can't resist humming "Beer for My Horses" at times. Let's face it, I love performers with a fun-loving, take-no-crap attitude whose ambition is to go out in a blaze of glory... more than I could ever expect. Sam Kinison, God rest his soul, was also a wild man after my heart, and damn funny. There is something of the divine in the willingness to kick ass and take names.

New GAAK page is up, btw.

Politically Agnostic, and Proud of it!

"Political tags -- such as royalist, communist, democrat, populist, fascist, liberal, conservative, and so forth -- are never basic criteria. The human race divides politically into those who want people to be controlled and those who have no such desire. The former are idealists acting from highest motives for the greatest good of the greatest number. The latter are surly curmudgeons, suspicious and lacking in altruism. But they are more comfortable neighbors than the other sort."

-- Lazarus Long

This week:

• Next week's installment of "Audrey"
• GAAK pt. 4, page 3
• Try to grab some more commissions
• Work on my business plan
• Drop off cards/flyers at framing shops, galleries and such.
  

Gad, I hate this time of the year. Either mud and slush or another blast of winter. I can only hope March goes better than it came. That, and the 20th of the month will be the second anniversary of Jake's passing. He's the one whose face you see on UNAF's master ToC page at GS. I still miss that dog.

This is him in the early 90's:

More about him later!

The Juggling Act

Have to work on getting the next page of GAAK ready tonight. Here's my work schedule, kiddies: Saturday to Wednesday, I work on UNAF. Thursday to Saturday, everything else - art for GAAK, commissions, chasing down commissions, whatnot, and on top of that, working on a business plan to qualify for an entepreneur loan to expand my business. I have a bit of an edge in that my capital assets have already been acquired and are debt-free. I see my employment counselor tomorrow and we'll go over the template documents I got at Enterprise Fredericton this afternoon. That's another reason I went to half-pages for UNAF, to make it easy to turn around five installments in five days and still have time for the other things. I know I don't have the biggest readership as far as GS comics go, so I make the most of it by updating frequently to keep "my public" (that's you) coming back on a daily basis, keeping the free samples hot, fresh and delicious and building up a hellacious archive so that nobody goes away hungry. If you don't know yet, Darryl Hughes and I have a yummy GAAK archive at drunkduck.com, so hie thee there if the idea of a Spielberg/Burton hookup resulting in a zany UFO invasion epic love child sounds appealling to you.

Don't Mess with Texas Women!

Guy runs a red light and crashes into a carload of old ladies. He gets froggy with them, and reaps what he sows.

Canine Kristallknacht in Ontario

So, Ontario has passed that legislation making "pit bulls" extinct within its borders by decree. That showboating atty. general, Micheal Bryant, has started with pit bulls and, if history is any indicator, will probably start a breed-banning frenzy akin to the Terror of the French Revolution or Kristallnacht for Canines. After all, we know, next will be Rottweillers, then Dobermans... then Shepherds and any other breed that a politician happens to take a dislike to. I'd save the dogs and ban Bryant, myself.

Here's the place to go if you want to help the dogs of Ontario and Canada

Life without magnificent, majestic German Shepherds just wouldn't be worth it for me. At least not in Canada, which is becoming more of a totalitarian dump every day. I'm now starting to appreciate the sentiments of the Romanians when they were living under Ceaucescu. You know what happened to that bastard, don't you?

Bird Flu Blues

The World Health Organization has really farted away its opportunities on this one. Instead of obsessing over the fact that somewhere in the world is a restaurant that still has a smoking section and a racecar that still has a tobacco company's logo on it, they should have jumped on the bird flu with everything they had if they intended to live up to their name. Leave the smokers alone, and also the establishments that wish to host them, it's called "personal choice" and "private property" respectively. A potential pandemic, now, that's the WHO's proper business.

And the Insensitivity Training begins...

Oh, not so bloated and cumbersome as LJ. Good. I was about to say "Screw it all". Anyway, be prepared to chow down on lots of greasy deep-fried foods, drink lots of beer, smoke if you wanna and tell the health nannies to bugger off.