the staggering advances of time
Hi there! I am back and pretty much recovered from whatever and have shit to tell you, so ears up, citizens:
PROMISES, PROMISES
I think at some point I said I would go a bit further into the epic tale of Prom Coup and I never did because I am a traitor at heart. But I’m a traitor with a heart, it turns out, stupid organ, so here I am with Lessons We Can Learn From Prom Coup. Lesson One is that Sara was a nerd in school: established previously, but since there is no particular continuity and no general requirement that one reads all the long, long episodes of this here comic to achieve basic literacy in the Nobodyscoresiverse I can forgive you if you missed it. This time. Lesson Two is that Jane has, in fact, mellowed over the years, or at least grown lazier, and Lesson Three is derived from the first two: while now Sara and Jane have achieved a sort of balance of power wherein Sara controls the resources and Jane unleashes the madcap whims, in high school, Jane was clearly dominant. Lesson Four is that, considering that Sara and Jane are both about 24 years old, that would place the events of the Prom Coup at roughly April of 2002, which turns out to be the absolute worst historical moment to stage a prom coup in the continental U.S., second possibly to the day after Columbine. Lesson Five is that Sara, Jane, or someone in the group must have been fairly resourceful: squirt-gun replicas of real weapons were all over the place in the early ‘90’s, but had quickly gone off the shelves by around 1995 I think, result of a few police shootings of kids wielding realistic-styled squirt guns. They musta really hit the garage sales. One more: Lesson Six. Jane Doe was not named Jane Doe at the time of the events of this comic. Presumably this is about the start of her name-changing spree. What was her real name? I dunno. Frankly, it’d just be kind of confusing, so unless I can make a joke about it you will never find out.
INCIPIENT CAPITALISM
Waiting on poster proofs, the lineup is decided, working on the store site, coming coming coming. Update update update I have proofs. In related news, the key word for today is “tightness.”
BLEG
How the fuck do I do anything with an XML file, say from Ohnorobot.com, and have it work with Textpattern? I really tried here but my eyes glazed over. I’d like to make a number of people’s hard work at data entry sorta worthwhile here.
INSIDE BASEBALL
is something I still pretty much just hear about, but I managed to stagger to the Stumptown Comics Fest last Sunday. Sorry I didn’t plan anything this time for my few fans that coulda taken advantage but I was a) sick and b) merchandiseless. Nevertheless I was showered with loot by the few webcomics people I have an “in” with, by which I mean “ever spoken to.” Such appears to be my game. I also managed to score a print and an awkward conversational interlude with Larry Marder, author of the amazing, strange ‘90’s comic Beanworld, which I greatly recommend to the conceptually minded amongst you. Also, basically everybody I talked to there had something worthwhile to follow up on, which is especially amazing since the juxtaposition of words and images achieved a Clockwork Orange effect about five minutes into my brief attendance, concluding in a swirling vortex with Scott McCloud in the middle, and I’m not even fuckin’ making that part up. But yeah, worthwhile stuff, which brings me to
HOT GREASY LINKS
First of all I have updated my link bar with new stuff and a more efficient card catalog system which I am sure you’ll enjoy, I mean ignore. “Magical inspirations” are strictly people I read before starting Nobody Scores! The comics you may also like have some sort of common thread with Nobody Scores! – format, theme, sense of humor. The other comics you may not also like do not, in particular, share a lot of elements with my cartoon: and yet I still read them, because I am eclectic and whatever.
You ever read short fiction on the web? Little, funny, weird stories? The two examples I’d heard of being Girls Are Pretty and Hitherby Dragons, and also this obscure little site? Ran into a guy at Stumptown who has a similar site, fulla strange, dark, humorous little story-experiments, each 101 words long, called Ommatidia. Check it out.
If you feel like you’ve landed on the totally wrong corner of the online comics universe, or are just about to be crushed by the fearsome angst, gravitas, pathos – you know, shit you have to import words into English to describe – of the world of Nobody Scores!, hie thee over to a comic called Wasted Talent, a breezy marker-colored journal cartoon detailing the trials and tribulations of an apparently pretty happy couple in the area of Vancouver BC. Totally different wavelength than around here but it’s appealing and the author knows what she’s doing. Also from Stumptown.
Am meaning to sit down and watch this movie. Note to self.
Do you watch Saturday Night Live? I don’t watch Saturday Night Live. But apparently this is what happens when they write a whole entire skit. I know, I’ve never seen it happen either.
YOU CAN’T JUST BANDWIDTH YOUR WAY TO MY HEART
Well, you sort of can, but this awesome little graphical presentation is going to contain my very favorite outside link to my comic for the foreseeable future, unless, like, I make a fan out of Miranda July or something. Hey! I CAN DREAM!