The Little Details
This week's page of The Indies was a little tougher than I thought it would be. There's a lot I was trying to tell, and for some reason I decided to use no dialogue.
The Nintendo Moveset
It is not my own concept, but I added a new word to the Splurd Dictionary, because it is definitely part of my crew's lexicon. "The Nintendo Moveset" means cheating. The final boss of Shank uses this moveset. All of the other Bosses in Shank have a weak point, or a reversal that makes the fight somewhat fair, in that they can kill you in about 8 hits, but with the right strategy, you can kill them in 7. Not the final boss. If he connects three times, you're dead, but he takes one hundred gajillion hits, and he blocks 90% of everything you throw at him.
Four Hundred Ninety Three
I have officially caught them all. Thanks to PAX, I traded for the last four Pokémon. I have now caught every Pokémon without cheating. It took me three years. This is two weeks before they release EVEN MORE Pokémon.
Welcome to Splurd
There's a bunch of new folks swinging by the site suddenly, thanks to PAX and Project Wonderful. Splurd's been around for a good long time, so there's lots of old stuff to see (like my ancient, terrible art that I still love). Our main feature these days is The Indies, but Josh is working on getting Reel Fiction up and running. We all have day-jobs, so its hard. For those of you just getting started with The Indies, I wrote this week's comic to sum up the overall point of the story (artists with burnout). For the record, I don't smoke, I just write a character who does. Finally, Please leave comments by Tweeting at me! I really love feedback.
Tales from Community Supported Agriculture
The entire city of Seattle is sold out of pine nuts. This is because everyone who grows basil just harvested their basil. Basil grows awesome out here, and the only thing to do when you're handed 4 pounds of basil all at once is make pesto. So here I am with four pounds of basil looking at me with that "Use me or I'll wilt, so help me god!" look on its face, and not a pine nut anywhere. Also, no one should plant zucchini, ever. Even people who love zucchini have too much zucchini. It wouldn't surprise me to learn that no one actually does plant zucchini and its really just an edible weed.
Why are funny people so fucking stupid?
Well Greg Giraldo dead at 44 from an apparent OD. I find him hilarious and I will miss him (idiot).
~Big Josh [09/29/2010]
Keys to the Tree House
So... There are two new Splurdagumi. Everyone welcome Rick and Dawn.
They let me into the splurd site. What were they thinking?
It's about time...
...we got these cool cats on the site! Welcome, y'all. Can't wait to see what havoc you wreak.
Yeah... its my fault it took so long to add those two. I'm bad at this whole - whatever Splurd is - thing. Anywho, Rick's powers are cinema and programming. Dawn is a writer who's taking on Splurd's badly-needed Facebook Presence. There's actually a couple more potential Splurdagumi out there, but they are notoriously hard to get a hold of - like certain Splurdagumi before them! Stay tuned folks, Its looking like Splurd is finally getting back to doing cool stuff again.
Your Moment of Zen
Your moment of Zen for today: “I’m sorry my existence is not very noble or sublime.” - Keanu Reeves
The funny thing is I don't even like animé that much anymore
My epic chariot and Splurd's primary mode of transportation has died today. KenOhki - the automobile of awesomeness - stalled out pretty much permanently. According to the mechanic, it was just a case of way, way too many miles. That little big car crested mountains, crossed continents, shot lasers at zombies, and once - with witnesses - punched me in the face. I've had 10 years and 175,000 miles of adventure with that car, and it shall be missed. Oddly enough, I'm not sad. Cabbits canonically regenerate themselves, so now I just need to go out and find my old friend's new form.
Goodnight, Sweet Prince
As a frequent user (and abuser) of Jer's driving ability, I am saddened to know we'll never have another ride in our noble friend. It will be missed.
The very best game ever made
I don't even have to explain this. Here is the link. Organ Trail.
So Relaxing When Applied Judiciously
Check out this fun thing. It's like a squishy hand ball of relieving pressure.
I've had the idea for This Weeks The Indies for a while. I'm a Red Cross volunteer and I ride the bus to work, so this sort of thing actually happens to me. There was only so long I could write a story about a mopey artist before I had to hit her with a little reality.
It's Saturday night and I still haven't written the script for this week's The Indies. Usually by this point I at least know what the characters are going to say. I'll do my best to make it not suck this week.
Hateoraid is Hate Aid, For that Deep Down Body Hate
People have been telling me to stop hating on the Kinect. I only hate on the games that (1) don't work, (2) don't work better than they would with a controller and (3) aren't fun. Only one game I've played for it so far actually passed the three mentioned tests, and I'm not the only one who thinks so. VINDICATION.
This week's The Indies was quite a bit harder than usual. For one, I was re-writing it up until the last minute because for some reason the girls were being really stubborn about exactly what they wanted to say. Second, I've really been meaning to practice drawing heads from angles other than straight on. In short, I think I'm too hard on myself.