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A Blossoming Biffleship.

Yup, it's pretty much proof of the second coming. Or something otherwise fantastic & (probably) inevitable. Parker and I are starting a comic together. Obviously, it's about us biffles and our biffling and our forever weird/fabulous biffleship. There's one where I nerd out about Doctor Who (like, I even name the Novikov Self-Consistency principle...) while Parker fails at paying attention utterly. (That one has some really sweet references to one of my favorite Radiohead songs, too. If I do say so myself.) Another brings up one of my favorite of our inside jokes--"ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT!?". The third's pretty simple--Parker's recently discovered the phrase "anal fisting" makes me squeal in eeeewness. What's funny is for once I'm not the slacker/lame-ass slowpoke. I've written three scripts so far, and now I'm just waiting for him to actually  draw them. In his defense, I've loved his concept doodlings so far. He...

Not quite a lie, not quite a loss.

I wrote on my litty blog earlier that I've a real need to get some writin' done today/this week. Well, no luck so far and not likely to have much better before work, but still. I'm off at 8 tonight so it shouldn't be too hard to fiddle about with something. It's good though, whether I actually get to write or not,--this itching to write. I think it ups my chances of actually doing some, frankly. So no matter what I think this'll still turn out well, man. Maybe even some kind of win. Oh, I mentioned in that post a new project I'm seriously considering: Parker and I may start collaborating on a comic book together. Basically about us because we're raging cartoon characters/cool kids, and all the world should be able to experience it. Yeah, something like that. But I think it could be fun. We've already got about 3 ideas ready to be developed. I'll let y'all know what comes of it.

A pile of Pokéshit.

I loved yesterday's Penny Arcade comic, Pokémorality . Naturally, I haven't played anything of Pokémon White or Black , but I did used to be a raging PokéNerd in middle and even a bit in high school. I always used to scoffed--and even still do sometimes--at Professor Oak's lil poké-speech he'd give after you beat the Elite Four and RivalFace. He'd go on and on and on  about how RivalFace had lost because he didn't love his pokémon; he'd used them as a means to an end, they were, to him, a means of winning and had not earned their love and trust. As for me, Oak would go on to say, I had won because of the love and care I had raised my pokés with. That was a pile of raging pokéshit, and we all knew it. Much like Gabe in this Penny Arcade comic, we taught our pokés to hate, we taught them to win!!! As with almost any game character--especially such replaceable, interchangeable, undying game sprites as these buggers--our compassion and morality ...

What the bargle.

So I hadda epxlain to Parker what "bargle" meant/was from . Apparently I hadn't. lulz. For the record, I love that entire comic/project. Those guys are/were nuts and I kinda wanna be like them when I grow up... Anyway, onto the point.....