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#358 – Hitting a Possum

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Personally, I think it’s in a ditch somewhere. ::sad face::

So, the weekend was crazy good. Lots of food and wine and DSing and hanging out with the family. Plus, lots of thingies happened. If you ever decide to draw a comic strip about your day-to-day life, go home every now and then. Fodder up the wazoo! I probably won’t remember most of it when it comes time to d-d-draw though. Oh wells. C’est la vie. Momma Dukes had a nice b-day at home, replete with kabobs and bony shad and strawberry-laden desserts. She sure knows how to turn 35 in style! 😛

Oh, Trina, there was one license plate that caught my eye on the drive down to my folks’ pad; it said: I DIVE. Thought you’d appreciate that one.

But for now, I will go and pass out. Cause it’s back to work I go…

Question of the day: How was your Memorial Day and did you really pay honest-to-goodness money to see Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull? Tsk tsk. Should’ve seen Prince Caspian, like D and I did. Cause, y’know, we’re awesome like that.

If I could, I’d make up a world as foggy as I feel, and tender as a nerve
The glass of our heads, upon which we stood
And said if I could I’d break these doubting words in your head
I would break this doubting world from our head
If I could, I would tear this love from no one

– “We Get Down” by Aloha


Written by Paul

May 27, 2008 at 12:01 am

#346 – Day with D and Momma Dukes

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There were several other things that happened with my day of D and Momma Dukes. One, they brought the good weather with them, turning the gloomy morning into a beautiful afternoon. Two, we got to watch some stereotypical Italians be…stereotypical. And three, um…we split a sleeve of Thin Mints for dessert in my apartment. I know, I know. You’re jealous. Well, that’s just how things unfold when we all get together. We’re a party, I tell you.

So, generally speaking, I’m not a big fan of comic/art memes. Mostly cause I never have time to do them. And they are always, always popping up, and the latest one just could not be ignored. Dave Valeza started a thing where artists must draw their teen selves in comparison with their now selves. Who am I to say no to such a fun idea? Here’s what I came up with:

But if I built you a city, would you let me in?
Would you tear it down?

– “Ruthless” by Something Corporate

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May 8, 2008 at 12:01 am

#341 – Feist Album

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You’ve heard of Feist, right? If not, here’s a refresher:

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand now that song will be in my head for the next 18 hours. One, two, three, four, so many pretty colors, colors galore…

Question of the day: What was the last CD you bought? I don’t mean downloaded off of iTunes. A real, physical CD. If your answer, however, is either Kidz Bop 13 or Monks Gone Punk: The Chants of the Night, you need to take a good, long look at your life and re-evaluate what truly matters.

N’allez jamais trop vite
Vous avez tout le temps
Attention à la dynamite
Prenez garde aux volcans
A ces jeunes énervés
Qui ne savent pas aller

– “Tout Doucement” by Feist

Written by Paul

May 1, 2008 at 12:05 am

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#318 – Marlton Trip

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Shut your mouths, you know you like to put on silly hats in stores just as much.

So I had, yet again, another disturbing dream last night. It has thrown me for a ride, to say the least. It’s not one of my recurring ones (those involve someone shooting me in the stomach), but it does feature the recurring giant-man in it that doesn’t like to speak and would rather spend his time staring me down until I am nothing more than a shriveled piece of pale flesh.

In the dream, the featureless figure is already in my apartment, standing in the corner by my bookshelf, watching me, slowly inching his way towards my bed. Me, in the dream, knows all of this. I also, somehow, know that I’m dreaming because I’m thinking these thoughts: Ai! Wake up! Wake wake wake wake wake uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup!

Alas, I do not wake up immediately. No, the figure shuffles closer, his hand outstretched as if to pluck my very heart from my heaving chest, and I begin with the sputtering. It feels as if my lips are made of lead, and I can barely get a word out. G-g-g-g-g-g, I go. Finally, when I do get the whole thing out, that’s the moment I wake up. I recall the word I was so desperately trying to force out as gwah. Whatever that is. Time on the clock? 5:46 A.M. Greeeeeeeeeat.

Feck a healthy breakfast this morning. I woke up later than usual, I’m feeling creeped out, and I’m going to enjoy the blazes out of a toasted bagel with buttah.

Gwah. Happy Monday.

Written by Paul

March 31, 2008 at 8:47 am

#305 – No Meat Fridays

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The best part of this is that my mother knew what she was doing, knew exactly what was happening, but waited until he’d finished his quesadilla before clueing Dadster in. Now that’s awesome. Hmm, evidently the word can be spelled as clueing or cluing. Which do you prefer?

So, doing some preliminary research has shown me that…buying a website is expensive. At least to me, it is. I’m looking at Dreamhost since they can install WordPress which in turn can install the ComicPress theme and I don’t know…$120 for one year’s worth of hosting with a free domain tossed in to boot. Is that a lot? Is that normal? As you can tell, I’m not that worldly when it comes to knowing these thingies.

Lastly, I’m putting together a small list (no more than five) of the next movies I must own on DVD before I get any others. They are as follows:

  • No Country for Old Men
  • Pan’s Labyrinth
  • Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
  • Sin City
  • ???

Um, someone give me an idea for that last spot. Thanks!

Written by Paul

March 12, 2008 at 8:40 am

#285 – Weighing In

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This was a couple weeks ago, actually. So I might be up more or down again. Who knows? I’m not weighing myself religiously, and that’s not just ’cause I don’t own a scale. I don’t really want to become obsessed with every little thing I do or don’t do.

Anyways, it’s not a specific sort of diet, but I’m thinking of trademarking the name Don’t Eat So Much Bread and Snacky-Snacky Snacks While Also Upping the Number of Salads and Vegetables that Go in Your Mouth and Simultaneously Try to Walk More or Exercise or Just Do Something You Big Lump of Lumpiness. I’ll let you know how it goes…

Anyone else dieting out? If so, please vent here about how much salads suck cowbutt.

Written by Paul

February 12, 2008 at 9:37 am

#284 – No Vagina

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Ha! I’m probably going to get yelled at for this one, but…ha! HA!

In other news, it is freezing here. Yesterday, while driving to Pam’s for some games and yummy food, on a single stretch of highway alone I went from snow to sunny clear skies to gray overcast to a complete whiteout and then back to sunny skies. Weird. The weather is all wonky. Can it just be spring now? Please? Puh-lease?

Written by Paul

February 11, 2008 at 9:34 am