Wednesday, January 11, 2012

"The Worst Comic Ever"

While I will not claim to -like- parking meters, I can admit that there is something compelling about them - perhaps it's their status as one of urbanity's most loathed inanimate objects, or perchance it is their precocious behavior, maybe even it could be their mischievous sense of humor (so many shockingly-interrupted pedestrians!)... or might it just be how closely they, in their dutiful glamourlessness, remind me of so many people I love - just a bit too sincere to excite the masses, and mostly too modest to object.. Whatever it is, and for one reason or another, I've developed a soft spot for them - so much so that they've begun to appear anthropomorphized in my sappy comix. Consider for example "The Worst Comic Ever," drawn, by me, on January 6, 2012:

terrible. ( :

Cool/Interesting Car-chive (It's an Archive)

December 29, 2011

The sunny day makes this extra great. December 31, 2011.

"Bumperstickers" (and the -ish) Archive

I don't know why the archives thing took so long to conceive. Stickers is a great one, too! There are a lot of inspired people out there, and I aim to share their feelings with you, as they have shared them with many a seeing passerby ('cept when i think their feelings are lame, i will snidely heckle their sticker choices here). For uncertain benefit. *If you dig this post, be sure to click on the "stickers" label at the end (or on the right sidebar) to see earlier posts of the like - there are a few great ones that need be viewed, such as the now oft-quoted "the meek shall inherit the earth/the rest of us are going to the stars!" awesome.

I find this super lame. (December 30, 2011)

This is what i likes. Homemade MTV is Fake is the first nomination for the Bumpersticker of the Year 2012 award. Vote on the sidebar to the right! (January 1, 2012)

I love this one too. (January 6, 2012)
Feb. 27, 2012. I be-alive we will get what we want through "Time's alchemy." It's like the metaphor of the field (I heard of this via Eckhart Tolle (paraphrasing)): "there's a barren field, a fertile seed flies in and grows into a flower, at first it's just the lone flower, but that flower releases more seeds - the next year there are a few more flowers, which in turn release seeds which become flowers - eventually the field is half flowers, then more than half, and so on.." Of course, this metaphor perhaps needs to be supplemented with the caution that we be flowers, not weeds. In order to make ourselves flowers, I recommend meditation. We must find and experience beauty firsthand, else we're susceptible to assimilating and perpetuating ideas outdated and/"or" counterproductive. I be-alive in us.

Feb. 27, 2012. This is why.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012