Wayward #3 has successfully made it through the printing process. Don't believe me, you skeptical bastard? Fine, just ask Monster:
|'Slam Dancing for Allah' is the follow up to the heart-warming article, 'Getting Crunked for Jesus'.|
That's right, issues 1, 2, and 3. Ready to go in time for Chicago ComicCon. I have a 20-pound box sitting next to my station, filled with these damn books. Hopefully that box will be somewhat lighter by the end of the convention.
For the rest of the con prep. I still need to get the rest of the BitN prints (I only have Nigel and Junior in quantity so far), the Chubs prints. Then I need to get around to getting flyers and backdrops and table runners and business cards and breakfast cereals and nacho recipes and ransom notes ready.
So yeah, lots of shit, most of which requires money. Not a lot of time left.
I have managed to acquire passes for several of my horrible, horrible friends so they can help me deal with this...thing, so that's one thing off my list. I don't know if it's been mentioned here yet, but I do have a table, I just don't know what the table number is yet. More on that as it develops.
Since Wayward #3 is done, and I have a significant amount of new terrible art in print form, I plan on doing another round of letterbombs to you lucky cretins on my list. But I have to take care of this con thing first, so you'll have to continue holding your breath 'till late August / early September, except for Brodie, Bryan, Mary, DeVO, and Shorty; the aforementioned horrible friends who will be receiving their terrible art early in exchange for con support and torturous back-breaking labor.
When the letterbombing is ready, I'll be sending out notices requesting your addresses, because I apparently can't be bothered to remember that information.
In case you haven't been following this site for the past couple days, I've been cranking out these things:
There was really no direction to these things; they were just some quick and easy images I've been putting together to spread the word on The Simon Corporation's Benefactor Initiative. Aside from creating them and throwing them online, I really had no intention to do anything more with these, but I've gotten a few remarks on Facebook about printing these in some fashion, and now the idea is stuck in my head. You damn friends and your good ideas.
I honestly have no idea what, if anything, will become of these. Even if I decide on some manner of print, they definitely won't be making an appearance at Chicago ComicCon though, as my cup is full as it is.
Regardless of what I decide, the images will keep appearing until complete parasitic assimilation is complete.
Before I close out this meaningless stream of nothing, I want to congratulate Randy, Kendall, Minh, and Lisa, who all were married recently. (Not all together, there were two separate weddings. I'll let you figure out the pairings.)
Congrats, guys. May you never wake to discover that your spouse was actually a very well-disguised velociraptor sent to spy on humans in their natural habitat.