Ok, here’s page 15, a month or so behind schedule. Page 16 is in the works, but again, my summer has not allowed me much time for The Moose Riders, so don’t count on it anytime soon. Thanks for your patience!

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Run! Trip! Stumble!

I hope you’ve been digging The Moose Riders so far. I know we aren’t very far along and not much of anything has happened yet. We’re getting closer to seeing how the kids first meet the moose, and maybe getting their names as well. Also, I know some of you are tired of reading a rass-a-frassin’ zombie comic with no rass-a-frassin’ zombies in it–they are coming, I promise.

This page was finished on May 20th, but as I write this post on the 28th, there is not much progress on page 15. End-of-school-year stuff has had me busy. Now summer vacation is about to start, along with all the extra stuff that comes with it (roof repair and web design in this case). That, along with the lack of an 11″x17″ scanner at home, means that updates are likely to become spotty.

That spotty update thing can be a harbinger of doom for a lot of webcomics, but I’m determined not to let The Moose Riders peter out like Grandpa Sex Machine and The Sin Police. So, for the handful of you that are reading, please try to bear with me and stick it out through the summer. I will update as often as I can, but try not to get too annoyed if a few Mondays go by without any new pages.

Anyhow, thanks for reading and Happy Memorial Day.

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Drama!

So, if you look at the bottom of the left sidebar there, you’ll see that I’ve started up one of those Twitter accounts so I can…tweet and…whatnot. I’m a bit embarrassed by the whole thing, really. The fact that I have a blog and post my stupid thoughts and my silly pictures is a bit pretentious already–the idea that I have anything worthwhile to contribute to the world at large seems conceited at times. I shied away from Twitter for a long time because it’s even MORE self-centered to assume that the People demand to be kept abreast of all my various mundane activities and random mood changes.

The thing is, as time went on, I found my self checking in on the twittering of various comic/art folks (and Shit My Dad Says, of course). It became more and more apparent that a Twitter account would be helpful, just so I could follow all these people in one central location. I know I could always just follow those guys and not make any tweets myself, but as long as I’ve got the account, I figured I’d give it a shot.

So, anyhow, if you are into that whole Twitter thing, I invite you to follow, even if only out of pity.

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Oh farts…

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Ugh. I started out with a four week buffer on The Moose Riders and have now run out of pages. I’m still working a few days ahead, but if I don’t figure out a better way to manage my time, I’m going to start missing updates. Farts.

BTW, you know that skateboard shop I’ve got? Well, the POD service that handles it is raising their prices. I’m not selling enough decks to justify spending $12 a month just to keep the shop open, SO if you want a skateboard deck with the Moose Riders or Grandpa Sex Machine or any of the other items I’ve got in there, you need to order BEFORE Friday, 5/14. Cool? Thanks.

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And off they go, into the woods.

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Crisis averted. Well, one crisis, anyway.

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Took a frustratingly long time trying to find a way to spell the sound of wheezing and ended up just using the word “wheeze.”

I want to take a minute to plug a couple things that don’t really need my plugs. First, Yirmumah! is back in action. Once upon a time DJ Coffman was a machine with this comic–you could count on updates come hell or high water. Then there was the Platinum Comics…thing. Yirmumah was set on the back burner for awhile, with a few sporadic updates here and there, but DJ has recently re-committed himself to the title. Awesome.

The other plug is for another comic that already has a huge following–Lackadaisy. When I first followed a link over there awhile back, I didn’t stick around for long–the cutesy/furry thing just didn’t seem like my bag. After rediscovering Lackadaisy on stlwebcomics.org, though, I decided to give it a chance and read through the archives. It really is awesome, and I feel like an idiot for judging it based on my stupid first impression. Set in St. Louis during prohibition, the story is fun, the characters are fun, and Tracy Butler’s artwork is just flat out beautiful. Go read it now.

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Beginning of a long flashback sequence here. Not entirely thrilled with the transition–switching to black and white for a flashback seems a bit heavy-handed, but it serves the purpose (and makes coloring go much faster).

There’s an interview with me up over at stlwebcomics.org–not sure if there are any big revelations, but go ahead and read it anyway, won’t you?

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Left Bank Books in St. Louis sponsored this book signing thing for Mike/Gabe and Jerry/Tycho of Penny Arcade at the Mad Art Gallery last week and I went and it was awesome.

First off, Mad Art is housed in this old Art Deco Police Station, complete with holding cells–very cool stuff. Also, it’s right across the street from Anheuser-Busch–not a brewer of my favorite beers, but the smell of beer-brewing is unmistakable. Not the best smell if you’re trapped with it in a basement, but pretty damn sweet out in the open from across the street.

Mike and Jerry were very entertaining, as expected, and the signing was a well-oiled machine. My daughter has some medical drama (which I’ve mentioned before) and is therefore kind of a regular at Children’s Hospital, so getting face-to-face with (some of) the guys responsible for Child’s Play was really nice. I stumbled my way through an awkward thank you while they were signing my copy of The Splendid Magic of Penny Arcade: The 11 1/2 Anniversary Edition, and Jerry just looked up and said, “Had to be done.”

Awesome.

Oh, the other thing I wanted to mention–the lady from Left Bank Books who was sort of running the show that night mentioned a site called STLWebcomics.org which is a growing network of webcomic folks here in the greater St. Louis area. I’ve read a couple of those comics before, but had no idea the creators lived so close to me–cool.

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