I got a comment about my last comic saying that it condoned smoking, but I don't, that is nonsense! You should also not lasso cats out of trees, if that doesn't go without saying. Historical smoking is another matter, go ahead and have a smoke in the trench, but I advise against lighting three cigarettes at night.

Remembrance Day always makes me ruminative about the place of history in our current consciences, because it is one of the few holidays where we are explicitly told listen you have to remember this thing that happened ok and, one, people pay attention, two, there is nothing jamming the line like bbq's or parties or football games or chocolate eggs or presents. History: You should give a shit, who knew.

Just so we are clear though, I don't really care about Queen Victoria's birthday either so go ahead and slam it back on May 24 weekend, fireworks and the whole bit. Honestly we should all get free corgis on Victoria Day.

Y'all need to just slow the hell down, alright? I'm here once a month with nonsensical cave drawings and bubbles strung with spider silk and you're all like the prom queens on pcp. Really no one watches me, I know, but I like to super-self-impose expectations because I'm so disappointed with myself at home. I'm trying to write a piece but there's no friction! I need a good story. In my world everyone sits in shitty bars getting drunk between awkward silences. The only thing I'm good at is decorating the tree that spent its whole life growing on its own. Some buddy gimme a sapling! Look at this perfect capitalization, guys. My phone is so smart.

Ok, so I try not provide commentary on my comics, but this is a tricky one, because although I did read Twilight (and thought is was so vapid that I don't think I can go through the other 3 in the "saga"), and I did buy a flowery candy bar while on the rag, and I did actually have that thought about kissing Edward Cullen, it was all in the most sarcastic way possible. That's all I really have to say in my defense.

http://www.foundmagazine.com/find/13871

I found this in a book entitled "Violence and the Sacred;" I'm not sure if that makes the note funnier or not. As a dad myself, I think the advice is pretty astute, though.

http://www.foundmagazine.com/find/12896

Found in a Waffle House bathroom at 1:52am.

http://alienlovespredator.com/2009/11/10/ok-ill-pedal/

http://alienlovespredator.com/?p=1413

I’m gonna see if I can do these quicker, get on with this crazy storyline, and dare I say it, update more. Starting with another new comic on FRIDAY. SEE YOU BACK HERE THEN.

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Working on a little side-scroller video game with some buddies...
thought I'd share a couple little pics.

Here's a basic concept for the main character:

A turnaround to aid the modeler (in this case, Derek Marunowski):

And here's some of the pics I took while the character was being built in Maya:

I took a week off from my artwork leading up to Halloween, so I'd have time to work on my costume, and I'm just now cleaning up and scanning some of the pieces I've drawn since then. What's up above is a Where the Wild Things Are illo for katie_can_draw, one of the commissions from the Multiple Sclerosis benefit a month back and of which I'm now halfway through. Hope to have everyone's in the mail by the end of November.

So, speaking of Where the Wild Things are, Kate and I finally got around to seeing it last week. That it's a weird film pretty much goes without saying, and that it's arguably not a film for kids almost goes equally as much without saying - mind you, it's not a movie I'd avoid taking a kid to see (although the children in the audience when we saw it were thoroughly bored about halfway through), it's just very much a recreation of a child's perspective and logic clearly written by and for adults.

The most insightful review I've seen of the film so far comes from the infamously eponymous Vern, who notes rather adroitly that it's a miracle that this film could be made the way it was made, rather than some 3-D musical abortion where Max brings the Wild Things back to the real world, and they have wacky misadventures at the mall to the tune of a Smashmouth song and there's a looney-tunes chase scene and a stirring farewell at the end, with some tacked-on teaser about Where the Wild Things Are 2: Wild Things In Space. I mean, honestly, that is legitimately amazing, and you do have to admire it in that respect, if nothing else.

I will say this: I went into the movie hoping to love it, and I definitely did love it, but it was certainly nothing I expected. I'm disinclined to extrapolate at all on the film, because I think that going in with any preconception as to the qualities of the thing will diminish what it a truly immersive film.

However, I also say with certainty that the last ninety seconds comprise possibly the single most touching moment I've ever seen committed to film...