What I want to Blog about, but don't have time to...

My Mom's birthday weekend... she's 32 ya know ;)
Her website that I'm almost done with... almost.
How Awesome Johnny and June Carter Cash's "If I were a Carpenter" is.
Shaving w/a crappy razor that cut the crap out of my face.
Taylor Hicks... that guy is awesome... Soul Patrol!!! Soul Patrol!!!
My friend Jay and all his wacky stories.

So much more... but again, I've got no time, cause my 6 year review is coming up on Wed, and Philly is Thursday, and I've got to pay bills that are like a month over due... oh well...

HOLY CRAPOLA

After an awesome performance of Elvis' "Suspicious Minds" last night, Chris has been voted off of American Idol! My faith in humanity is shaken.

Idol Tonight...

NOT going home tonight... come on, look at her... she's got a great voice, and nice pair of uh, lungs.

Here's who I think's going home tonight on American Idol...
Phone Home Elliot....

Round Mound of Sound

I am so excited for this... the long awaited (at least by me) 2 disk Frank Black Fast man Raider man album hits the stores June 19th!!!

I once touched this man's belly, and rubbed his stubbly head. I haven't washed my hand since, and that was 12 years ago. My good friend Jay and I went to see him, we were the first in line. Before the show started, there was maybe 10 of us on the floor waiting, and out of the Bathroom steps the living lord of lyrics himself Frank Black. We went nuts, he looked over at us, stamped his foot and charged us like a bull! As he plowed through us, we rubbed his belly and head, and wished him good luck. Then through the first 3 songs, my friend had his hand on Franks foot... I don't think Frank liked that. And about half way through the show Jay (my friend) looks over at me and says "Do you think I should grab his Junk, I mean, how many guys can say they've touched Frank's Junk?" Thankfully, he still can't say that he's grabed Frank's wang. But even now, years after, I still think, man if I were to grab any guy's stuff, it'd be Frank... just so I could say "I got kicked out of a concert because I grabbed Franks weiner."

There's always next time.

Sox 11 Yanks 3 :)

The answer is...

Ok, my May 6th blog title was "Find me some reason to blog..." that's a play off of Queen's "Find me somebody to love"

Anyway, tonight is a big night, earthshattering night. Sox vs Yankees R2, Beckett vs Johnson, Rumble in the Bronx! And not only that, but it's American Idol night! My prediction is Sox win tonight, and Evan (sorry, Ethan... that's not it... damn... Elliot!) Elliot is going home tomorrow night! MOCK MY WORDS! Mock them!

Not only that, but there's this Bird Flu show on that's going to scare the crap out of everyone...

And today the Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad sent a letter to our President, Captain Dumb Dumb. He brings up some good questions... check it out for yourself here
I'm not saying I think what he's doing is right, I'm just saying he brings up some good points.

And I just want to profess my love for Ron Pearlman... god I love that guy, he was so awesome in Name of the Rose.

And a big shout out to my good friend Stinky, happy Birthday Stink! Next year watch an uplifting movie! (every year he ends up watching a depressing movie)

As I write this, Mark "get back" Loretta just pushed the score to 5-2 Sox!

First illustration

Well, this is the only interior illustration I'm going to post for the Bill Barnes Pulp Novel I'm workin' on.... the first story is "Attack of the Bird Man" by Frank Dirscherl. Hope you like it, and hope I get better as I go, this isn't exactly the way I wanted it to be.... but I'm learning as I go...

Find me some reason to blog...

$5 for the first person to tell me what song I stole the title of this blog from...

Anyway, it's been a while since I've just went off on a rant or whatever, and I just felt one buildin up so here it goes.

Waitin' for Lar Lar
So Matt and I have sent Larsen (or as we affectionately call him Lar Lar) part of our Johnny/Dragon crossover 3 weeks ago. He'd asked us to letter what we had and send it to him, and he'd look it over and tell us if he was interested in publishing it. So we've got our fingers crossed... so last Wed I called him up just to make sure he got the package, and he's got it, just hasn't had time to look at it. The dude's busy, Penciling, Inking, Writing, Lettering, and Coloring the last couple issues of The Savage Dragon. Pretty impressive. I'm hoping some day I can do that... I've done it before, but on a much smaller scale (the infamous Johnny Raygun Web Comic) and I know it's a ton of work... anyway, I'll keep everyone (all 4 of you that read this blog) posted on what's going on w/ that.

FCBD Today
Today was Free Comic Book Day. One of the best days of the year, kinda like Christmas for comic dorks. What happens is comic stores buy (that's right, these comics aren't free to the retailers, but they are pretty cheep) a bunch of comics and put them out for everyone to enjoy in hopes of getting new readers. It's a great idea, I'm not sure how successful it's been in building a younger fan base, but it's a good idea, and I truely hope it's working. So I did a signing w/ Matt, Ron and some other friends at my local comic store the PBBZ. Best comic store I've ever been to (with the exception of the store I went to at 14 in KY, it was next to a Hooters... I learned a lot about anatomy there... wha? That's when Liefeld started Youngblood, what where you thinking? Gosh... dirty minds...) So the PBBZ had a big sale today, 50-75% off everything, I didn't get much, just a "Showcase Presents : Superman Family" and if you aren't familiar w/ DC's Showcase Presents, go out and find them, they're the equivalent to Marvel's Essentials, they're 500ish pages, B&W. The DC books visually blow away the Marvel books, or should I say, DC takes the time to touch up the inking, making sure it's crisp, clean, and not scans from archive copies of the books, the art is for the most part DC house art(and I don't mean that in a negative way, it's beautiful art) a lot of Curt Swan and so on. The sad thing is the stories are so boring, it's really no wonder Marvel was kicking DC's asses in the 60s, the stories were just so bla... Anyway, I got that and 2 Journey Into Mystery comics... very exciting! They're in really crappy condition, but I really don't care, I just love having old comics, especially old Thor comics. So they're a little beat up, but they smell like old comics, ya know when you walk into a comic store that has a lot of old comics, and it just smells like musty yellow comics... that's when you know you're in for a treat... lookin' through 30 year old backissues in no order, not bagged, and you just flip through, and find the coolest treasures... god it's better than sex.

Light on the News
So I haven't been keeping up w/ the news lately, so I'm not sure what ol' Dubya's been up to. I know since I'm not watchin' he must be gettin' himself into some sort of shinanigans... ya know, I've figured it out, he's like one of my kids, if you don't watch him, he'll get into some sort of international mess, and then when you question him, he denies he has any part of it, then when you point out the broken plant he's hidden behind the couch he just kinda sheepishly shruggs and blames it on the other kid. It's really too bad his dad didn't beat the tar out of him as a kid.

Not that Smart
Have you ever purchased a book just so you can look smarter? I don't have that problem a lot because I buy comics, so there's not a lot I can do about lookin' smart. But I have so many books right now that I've got because I want to someday read them... if someone came into my house they'd see all these books and think, wow, he must read a lot, he's got to be smarter than he comes off being... well, I'm tellin you know, don't believe it. Just cause I have books w/ big words in them doesn't mean I'm smart, heck, doesn't even mean I can read... I'm sure you can tell from this blog that I barely passed any English class I had. Matt and I have talked about this, when we write "smart" characters the characters can really only be as smart as those writing them. IMHO Stan Lee must be the smartest man alive, he wrote Reed Richards for a long time.

Well, that's about it for now, I've been listening to The Cars "Guess you're just what I needed" for about a week now... love that song...

Sox vs Yanks Round 1 FIGHT!!!

What a battle... in true form the Yanks and the Sox kept you on the edge of your couch the entire time! I don't know what the reports where like in NY, but here in Bean Town we could hear a lot of Boos for Johnny... My kid even booed him, gave him the finger too... he says to me

Alex (the son): "Daddy, is that the guy"

Rich (the dad) : "Yep, that's Johnny Damon, he was great on our team, now for som reason his heart has turned black and he's turned his back on God and went to play baseball with Satan."

Alex : "Why do you think he's playing baseball for the Devil?"

Rich : "Because son, the Bible says "money is the root of all evil" and he only switched teams because we wouldn't pay him as much money as the Yankees would... so he's a shallow person, that only cares about how much money he makes, and in 4 years if his arm isn't gone, or he hasn't smashed his brains out all over some centerfield wall, he'll move on to the next team that offers him way more money, and he'll claim that the Yankees didn't respect him"

Alex : " Wow, he seems like a dooshbag"

Rich : " He is... but his wife has big hooters..."