we're on early deadline tonight, so i have to do the comic tonight. i should have it posted in the responses sometime in the middle of the night.

this week i'm going to unleash Fappy the Seal to the world. poor fappy.

also gonna have a pilgrim wearing a redskins shirt saying to an indian "thanks for the land, dumb ass!"

and then the indian calls him a jerk and then he gets shot with arrows and all the indians are rich in a casino.

All these years after I first taped them to my bedroom door back in high school, these are still two of my favourite newspaper clippings ever:

Living up to that challenge is hard.

I told myself last month that
- I'd make electronic/hiphop beats/do something musically creative at least once a day on average aaaand...
-I'd try to finish a room in my basement by the end of the year.

I fell a little short.
Not by too much;
I made 23 songs(and I won't stop until I reach 30).

Forcing yourself to be creative is kind of awesome, and I started thinking about all types of music and what not and I started making dirty south beats with black metal/classical type synth riffs, actually playing guitar instead of sampling it, listening to tons and tons of vinyl that I hated only to pick out awesome things to sample.

Once I get them mp3ed and up,
you will hear the best of my beats from the last month.


...and the basement, is a looming task that is hard to do alone.
I've cleaned, murdered my father's drill, had fun with spray insulation/filler, destroyed a bookcase and file cabinet, and went to town chiseling and hammering brick away.
I'm far from finished.
MEH.