As long as hot dogs can be hats, anything is possible

I am not very good at it so I avoid doing it in work for other people, but I like doing colouring and it's fine for stuff I'll bung up on Comicsy for 20p or something like that.
Despite being - or perhaps precisely because it is - a movie that nicks all its best ideas from Beastmaster 2, Thor: The Dark World is a fun B-movie masquerading as an angsty superhero drama full of universe-shattering McGuffins that make every battle one for All The Marbles, and it pulls off the conceit very well and no-one is any the wiser despite laser-toting elves and Asguardian gods doing professional wrestling moves in the middle of battles.  It surprises me not that it went on to make over half a billion dollars.

Johnny talks big, but the worst thing I've ever seen him do is strangle a horse

Originally appearing in FutureQuake's 15th issue in 2009 (long since sold out and not available for digital download, sadly) alongside stellar work from up-and-comers like George Coleman, Gibson Quarter, Mark Howard and Adrian Bamforth, Dan Hill's Edge of Creation was around the time I was finally twigging that photoshop's many grey tones, filters, and the burning/lightening tools were not my friends and I needed to learn to draw better in black and white.  Clearly I didn't quite manage a clean break until much later, and I think the lettering is eye-strainingly small - there are other pages on my old pc which seem slightly different and I think I actually did the lettering even smaller - so I did at least learn to use a larger font size in future even if it left much less room for the art, though I got lucky with FQ's larger A4 format pages and these were perfectly legible when they saw print.
I think I just went "eff it" with some of the art, too, particularly background details in the medieval panels, so not my best work, but a helpful learning experience.  Thanks as ever go to FQ's commissioning editors and hetero life partners Dave "Birmingham is a real place" Evans and Richmond "I smell the blood of human beings" Clements for making it happen.

I'm up to my ears in meringue

Just thumbnailing the next comic project I'll be getting stuck into shortly.  As you can tell, I don't really sweat things like anatomy and perspective at this stage as these are problems for Future Bryan - haha that guy is such a rube, he always ends up cleaning up my messes.  Schmuck.

Subatomic Party Girls is a concept just waiting to be made into a truly terrible film that people will decry for years as one of the worst movies ever made alongside Batman and Robin and that Eddie Murphy thing about the man on the Moon who runs a bar or something, which I get the impression would suit its redneck gobshite writer Chris Sims down to the ground, though what his co-writer Chad Bowers would make of such a turn of events I have no idea as he doesn't seem to have invested as much time developing a web persona as Sims has, though in my mind and for the purpose of comedic juxtaposition, I like to think of him as some sort of upper class gentleman type, a kind of Turkey to Sims' Huggy Bear.  Of artist Erica Henderson, I have no idea where to go with dated cultural analogies, but she sure does make a bold and purdy page.
Mostly being Josie and the Pussycats by way of a Gurihiru visual filter, Subatomic Party Girls is the tale of an all-girl rock trio blasted to the other side of the galaxy in a PR stunt gone wrong who have to play for their lives when they run into a Bob Segar-worshipping cult led by Jabba The Hutt.

Though it's knowingly dumb, it doesn't trade in self-mockery and so comes off as confident both in itself and in its readers to be in on the joke without needing reassurances in the same way the likes of Deadpool or Harley Quinn do.  Three issues in, it maybe feels a bit like there's been half that, so it's going to make a fine trade collection down the line even if it feels a little light as a monthly right now.

I just had a very productive conversation and actions were taken and change is in the air

Yes I am doing colouring even though I promised I would never do so again because I can't do it without making things look like one of those Walt Disney movies they made up until around the turn of the millennium when they discovered that CGI was much cheaper and yet paradoxically the movies now cost a minimum of 150 million dollars to make despite this number being six times greater than the last "expensive" cel-shaded effort the studio churned out, but I am doing it to wind down so please don't judge me.  Unless I owe you pages and I should be doing those right now, then you can judge the Hell outta me - but you'll still be whistling for those pages.

Say, did you know Johnny Cash wrote and performed a song dedicated to the car driven by the Dukes of Hazzard?  I do not know why my mind is blown by this news, but here we are.

Is there anyone you can call who actually cares about you?

Today I spent three hours reading up on Transformers continuity, and it goes without saying that I'm not proud of it.  Then, about an hour into trying to calculate the travel distance between Beijing (jing jing jing) and the Wudang Mountains to work out if a jump in distance and time between scenes shown in the remake of The Karate Kid was feasible, I figured I really needed to go do some effing work.
Hence I am now balls deep in illustrating fan-fiction thrills of yesteryear so I don't get too caught up in timewasting - or "writing" as writers call it.

I'm going to the Lego store and getting me a big-ass R2D2

I shan't pretend to have gotten much drawing done today as I was off in the clouds daydreaming for most of it, or "writing" as lazy layabout gobshites like to call it.  I shan't pretend I got much done on that front, either, but I'm putting the time in to create something a bit more structured and considered than is my usual schtick, as mostly when I write something I just make it up as I go and should you wish to check the last few years of blog posts, I think we can agree that it shows.  All the same, not a jot of dialogue or a single panel description did I put down, as today I concentrated on "plot", of all things, and then went back and jiggered stuff around to make the themes work - oh God themes now - and I'm still not finished doing it.
It's still just daydreaming, though.

If things was so great they never woulda changed

About Time is the most middle-class thing I have ever seen in my life.
That is all.