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Disco Vengeance
March 8, 2002
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Wow: at long last, the weekend. I'm so happy I could eat an entire Double-Chocolate-Fudge-Kick-In-the-Face-Sundae! So let's get to it.
For your approval, I present the following humorous comparison, as delineated by a clever man - known to me only as AaronStJ - from a particular thread on the True Meaning of Life forum.
 Glorious, no? And that from someone in the forum saying this here comiken reminded him of Garfield and he "didn't know why." I would like to state for the record (and the copyright lawyers possibly reading this) this look was NOT intentional, merely the peculiar way people's faces tend to turn out when I draw them with glasses, but hey, a gift from the Gods of Funny is a GIFT from the Gods of FUNNY, and I am certainly not one to turn down their gracious presents. *Especially* the one that will be Tuesday's comic but here I am giving too much away ::smirk::
Ever wondered why Mario - of Nintendo fame, of course - has such an affection for the color red? Is it a simple color preference, or something far more sinister and even Communist? Do check out this insanely funny (and frighteningly lyrical) article to see, as well as this elaborate and insightful counterargument, courtesy of another chap known only as The_Engineer, another friend from True Meaning of Life boards. Woo but these people are nifty.
::long pause:: ::slapping self in face::
DAMN YOU TRUE MEANING OF LIFE! Stealing away my precious hours of sleep and work with your sweet... sweet... *funniness*... ::drools:: ::slaps self again::
All right, enough of that. Hope you people enjoyed all the cool stuff that Tuesday brought you - as Jeebus Bob knows you should - especially since I rather inconsiderately took advantage of poor Web-Guy Josiah, dumping all that stuff into his lap for him to update. So you, uh, BETTER like it, otherwise he's gonna be mad. Or something. Maybe. ::coughs awkwardly:: ::long pause:: Love me?
ANYhow! Trying to advance the schedule of my comic-making, come up with some nifty fun storylines, all the while nursing the son-of-a-bitch owie that I gave myself: smacking the crap out of my right hand on a railing while leaping down a few steps (yeah, I know, I'm a dammed Nobel Prize winner is Fucking Stupiddom, mayor of Loserville, and the president of Dumbassland all in ONE). So now my hand is okay, only my right pointer finger - my drawing/writing/typing/mousing/EVERYTHING area of my hand - is in Ouchie City, and that blows. Hopefully quite soon it will get better, and then I can actually get to things. Or maybe I can stop being such a pussy and suck it up. ::pause:: Uh, probably not. No.
Yarg. I should go, but just a little reminder to those of you at fair Macalester that the monthly GAMER DANCE will be on Saturday at 9:30 - with myself (as DJ Blue, BIG surprise) and Web-Guy Josiah (as DJ Cracker) spinnin' the set from 10-11 PM. Drop by, wherever you be at, and groove with us. Maybe I'll even sign body parts - as long as they are the part that has FINGERS. Don't play dumb with me.
Take care you crazy people,
Annie "Blue" VM
I can run this race back in time
From the world I can hide
- Eiffel 65
"Back in Time"
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