So where was I? Oh yeah, I've got the first five pages of the story storyboarded. Yay for me. Their mostly crap, but it's the most fun I've had in a while...no wait, that was the strippers. 
Anyways, here's the link to page 5. It was my experiment to see if I could plot out two constantly moving characters while setting up the storyline. I failed. It's fun, though. Check it out...if you dare! It's stick figures with eraser marks everywhere. Eh.
Now for the really awesome news. With my latest pay check, I'm 99% out of debt. Yeah motherfuckers!!! That's right, I'm doing the fatman butt shaking. You know you love it. Uh!
Ahem, anywhooo...how was your day?
UPDATE!
Holy shit. I just got to work (where I am employeed by my family, remember?) and I went to the computer which I share with my brother. Last night, he left his highly personal disk of private writings. All right, I'm a bad person, all right?
I looked at it...some of the stuff is pretty old, up to eight years without updates...but it's good. I mean really good. He's got everything here: short stories, plays, comic books. They're great. Subtle while hitting itself over your head at the same time...I don't know if I could ever do anything half as well.
So you're saying, "Pomfelo (if that is your real name), why don't you swallow your pride and tell him you read his stuff and liked it?" Here's a story about my brother. At my family's restaurant, we have this big mural where various figures in Mexican and Texan heroes are continually added. The artist decided it would be nice to put up some family members, and my brother was one of them. It was done in absolute secrecy at a time of day when they knew he wouldn't be around. He eventually saw it, but said nothing. The next day, he brought in paint and "whited it out." This was a compromise for a fellow artist, you see. He was going to take a hammer to it.
Now we're at the dilema. I want now more than ever to collaborate with him on my project...hell, any project! I just don't know how to apprach him. I didn't just randomly choose him as the vigilante in my comic. If he wants to hide a body, it stays hidden.
I'm filled with so many confilcting motivations. Namely my desire to bring art and my survival instinct. Crap.
Anyways, here's the link to page 5. It was my experiment to see if I could plot out two constantly moving characters while setting up the storyline. I failed. It's fun, though. Check it out...if you dare! It's stick figures with eraser marks everywhere. Eh.
Now for the really awesome news. With my latest pay check, I'm 99% out of debt. Yeah motherfuckers!!! That's right, I'm doing the fatman butt shaking. You know you love it. Uh!
Ahem, anywhooo...how was your day?
UPDATE!
Holy shit. I just got to work (where I am employeed by my family, remember?) and I went to the computer which I share with my brother. Last night, he left his highly personal disk of private writings. All right, I'm a bad person, all right?
I looked at it...some of the stuff is pretty old, up to eight years without updates...but it's good. I mean really good. He's got everything here: short stories, plays, comic books. They're great. Subtle while hitting itself over your head at the same time...I don't know if I could ever do anything half as well.
So you're saying, "Pomfelo (if that is your real name), why don't you swallow your pride and tell him you read his stuff and liked it?" Here's a story about my brother. At my family's restaurant, we have this big mural where various figures in Mexican and Texan heroes are continually added. The artist decided it would be nice to put up some family members, and my brother was one of them. It was done in absolute secrecy at a time of day when they knew he wouldn't be around. He eventually saw it, but said nothing. The next day, he brought in paint and "whited it out." This was a compromise for a fellow artist, you see. He was going to take a hammer to it.
Now we're at the dilema. I want now more than ever to collaborate with him on my project...hell, any project! I just don't know how to apprach him. I didn't just randomly choose him as the vigilante in my comic. If he wants to hide a body, it stays hidden.
I'm filled with so many confilcting motivations. Namely my desire to bring art and my survival instinct. Crap.
I see you are easing your way into an actual profile pic.