I'm Going to Do Some Blooging Now

Every time I type the word "blogging" I almost type "blooging." I'm just going to say that from now on. I dare ANYONE to correct me. THIS IS MY BLOOG AND I WILL SPELL IT ANY WAY I WANT. Blooging commences NOW!

Hold on, I've got a sugar rush going, let's add a little caffeine and see if we can't make it a full blown hyperspace trip.

I'm trying to remember what I did all through November when I did this every day. Where do ideas come from? Wait I had a little bit I wrote for this, did I use it here? [spends a few minutes scanning old Bloog posts to see if he did.] ARRGH I'M TOO HYPER TO SCAN TEXT! THIS IS WHY THERE ARE TYPOS IN MY BOOK! There are by the way. So I'm told. I proofread that damn thing like five times but there's still crap I missed. If I get the chance I want to take a pen and insert a decimal point in every copy of the book that's out there in a number that the editor screwed up because they don't get mathematics. Fuck my publishing company. There I said it. I kind of hope they don't read the Bloog. I could edit that out I guess but I'M PAST IT NOW MOVING TOO FAST!

It finally happened: I deleted my Myspace page. One of them. What it is is that I had a band page and I had a personal page, in a fit of melodrama and self-loathing a year or so back I deleted all my friends and almost all the content from my personal page, but I left the page there to link people to the Bloog. That was pretty pointless in and of itself but I realized the other day when I was updating my Myspace Music page to reflect Acoustafuckit that I could just link from that page to the Bloog and people looking for my old page would probably find that page just as easily. So I was happily able to delete it! And I'm happily not on Facebook, either! Although I spent a while earlier uploading stuff to Garageband.com (though I decided by the time I was finished that that site sucks and I really shouldn't have bothered with it) and I think they may have put something up on Facebook for me. Facebook is a foreign land to me so I have no fucking clue.

I'm almost done with the 2009 Christmas Comic now, halfway through February 2010. Sad I know, but in my defense I had some unforeseen delays (see the Doodoo Butter Invasion if you just can't contain your curiosity but otherwise don't because it is a really gross story) and also this issue ended up being a lot longer and more complicated to make than I thought. I don't remember if I've mentioned this schedule anywhere outside of my own brain but my plan was after I finished the 2009 Christmas special to have the comic go dark for a little while while I built up a buffer, then come back and do five pages a week for the rest of the year and possibly for the foreseeable future after that depending on how hard it is for me to come up with stories after I burn through this year's. That is still the plan but I may not be able to go dark for all that long if I want to have time to get through the next five stories by the end of the year.

Now is the time that I will chow down on the orange creme egg I bought at the 7-11. The girl there got rather concerned that my egg would get smushed if she put it in the bag with my sodas, so to put her fears to rest I stuck the egg in my pocket. I don't believe the Cadbury company actually manufactures these creme eggs. I believe they harvest them from some kind of alien chicken. Made of candy. I have a feeling this thought was put in my head because I've been reading a weird comic lately called Curvy which is sort of porn but is also a pretty good comic. It's always entertaining to see someone trying to straddle that line between pornography and storytelling because sex DERAILS a story so easily. CLASSIC EXAMPLE: Terminator. We've had this conversation before.

FUN FACT: There was a lot of sexual subtext with many of the secondary characters in Santa Claus Conquers the Saturnians but I cut it out for time and also because I wasn't sure how to write/draw any of it. I'm never sure how to have comic book me interact with girls which just makes me want to write girls into the comic just to see what happens.

What is the consensus on Bloog post length anyway? As a writer I feel lazy if I post less than a few paragraphs but I can see as a reader how a wall of text might be daunting. This one is definitely long enough though, right?

BLOOG OVER.