This happened because I watched La Vie En Rose and The Elephant Man in the same week. However, the basic arc of the cartoon could apply to almost any biopic.
While I was drawing this, I began to recall a disturbing made-for-TV movie I saw (or dreamt up) as a kid. It was about a nurse who was in a car accident, or maybe a fire, and she ended up with her mouth being fused shut, or at least horribly contorted. A gold star to anyone who can dig up a clip on YouTube.
Next Week: I don’t know yet.
I haven’t seen any commercials for this, but then again, thanks to the strike, I haven’t been watching much TV. Just thought some of you would like to know the first of four feature length Futurama DVDs is out now.
I’ve already watched it and they haven’t missed a beat. There are two or three musical bits that fall flat, but over 80 minutes awesomeness and The Chanukah Zombie more than make up for it.
Since most of your favorite shows are on indefinite hiatus, this could be the perfect solution for the strike comedy doldrums. Buy it from this link, and I get a couple bucks. Or don’t. You don’t owe me. It’s not like I give you free cartoons or anything.
I’m not completely shitting on the local movement. I just took it to an absurd level. I also needed to meet my annual quota of goat-fucking jokes.
Next Week: The Mouthless Wonder
I’m busy trying to free up the rest of the week to consume bird parts and liters of gravy. In my absence, please enjoy this cartoon I drew for the website I had in college, before Big Fat Whale was even a glimmer in my fucked-up mind.
The ironic thing is that as shitty as these ideas are, they are covered under my copyright. A network that uses them would have to pay me. Ha ha. But that’s not likely.
Next Week: Buying Locally with Granola Jones
Steve Agee from the Sarah Silverman Program posted this great photo of the cast (and Andy Richter) at today’s picketing at Universal Studios.
For everyone who has noticed that I’m posting a lot about the writers strike, yet have virtually ignored all other news items, like that Iraq thing or Senator Wide Stance, what can I say? I care more about laughs than lives. Now I’m gonna put that on a sign and march up and down my street.
The way November is lined up on the calendar, the first Wednesday and second Thursday of the month occurred in the same week. This means both sides of my street get sweeped in the same week, followed by an off week. I’m currently building a street sweeping orrery to calculate when this will happen again.
Sorry for wasting your time with this nonsense. If you have more time to waste, why not have a gay guy waste it for you in a video by Bob Odenkirk:
I was asked to do a cartoon about the environment, and so I did. I’m accommodating!
Next Week: WGA Strike Replacement Programming
Here’s a video made by the staff and cast of “The Office” about the strike.
NBC! Pay Toby so he can stay in The Finer Things Club!
It’s gonna suck for me, an avid TV and movie junkie, but I wholeheartedly support them. They’re rarely celebrated and poorly compensated, but without them, all we’d have to watch is reality television and shitty YouTube videos. They’re just asking for a tiny fraction of the DVD and internet profits made from the shows and movies that they created. Like almost all giant corporations, the studios are being greedy dicks.
One day I hope to break out of this alt-comix slum and get a real job in television, or whatever internet-TV hybrid develops in the next couple years. I’d like that job to actually pay enough for me to do bona fide adult things, like buy a house or develop a bitchin’ coke habit.
It’s a shame that most of the other American unions have been fragmented to the point that the impact of their strikes are almost negligible. I firmly believe everyone who performs a certain trade should participate in one single union. With only a handful of corporations dominating the market, a unified labor force is the only thing that can keep them in check.
Blah, blah, blah. I bet half of you dummies think I sound like Karl Marx. Well laugh it up dummy. Laugh it up all the way to your 60 hour work week.
Not that anyone offered, but I won’t scab and sell my fart jokes to any show. Please, oh please, someone on a show take note of my un-dickishness and read my specs once this shiz comes to an end.
