Heart is Where the Home is

I've been working on an older drawing lately - finally making it all colorful! Huzzah! The drawing plays on the phrase "Home is where the heart is" by switching the heart and the home around. This would make for one messy house. I worked on it for about 8 hours in all maybe. It wasn't being timed so that's really just a guesstimate. Anyways, I'm fairly happy with the way it turned out... and without any further waiting - here it is!

You can also catch the new picture on some products over at Shop Vorgus in the Everything Else category.

Frankenstein

The new Triangle Dude Comic is up! Let's put our hands together for the great and classic Frankenstein! Okay, that's enough clapping. Guys, I said that's enough clapping... GUYS! No Frankenstein! NO! Oh my gosh he just killed Ted! ...Ted... TED! WHY! You monster Frankenstein!

Hah, good ole Frankenstein. Well actually to be more accurate it is Frankenstein's monster. The crazy dude who created life was named Frankenstein and the monster is actually never given a name in the book. It's just become such that today most people refer to a sort of ugly, scary monster as "Frankenstein" when in fact that isn't accurate at all. Crazy huh? You can of course find more information on the great and all powerful Wikipedia.

Catch a ride on the neck bolts over at Triangle Dude Comics.

The Different Tale

I shall tell you a tall tale about a tail that was spelled "tale" instead of "tail" because this particular tail-spelled-tale liked to be different than all the other tails. The story's trail is very short and it seems we are now at the tail end of it. For, you see, all the tales and tails beat up the "different" tale until it didn't even have a tail. Now it is the Tailless Tale.

White and Nerdy

How white and nerdy are you? I already know I don't get outside in the sun enough, but it must be really noticeable when people start telling you so. How white? Well I'm not quite "ghost-like" yet, but I've figured out a way to determine just how white. Swatches. Yes, those funny little cards with some colors on them that everyone can find at their local paint store. So, exactly what white am I? I still haven't figured out yet, but Triangle Dude is in his new comic "White and Nerdy"

Also, yes I did steal the title from something else amazing. The same title also belongs to a certain song by Weird Al. Oh, Weird Al, I salute you. Check out Weird Al's "White and Nerdy" over at youtube.

Lazy Zombie Returns

A new Lazy Zombie design is up! It's available on a shirt and a tote bag at the moment over at Shop Vorgus. This time Lazy Zombie is being lazy in bed. He likes eating his breakfast of brains in bed, and who wouldn't? Although I might prefer to eat something other than brains for breakfast, but to each his own. I'll leave you now to gaze upon the laziness that is "Lazy Zombie."

Robits

What's a Robit you ask? Well they're little Robots! I've been busy creating a group of little Robots, or Robits, lately. Most of the little robots are created using an existing piece of hardware, furniture, etc. and turning it into a sweet little robot. Right now there's a Robit for a TV, Toaster, Speaker, Fan, Lamp, and a few others. I'll probably continue to add more Robits to the collection in the future and I kind of want to turn it into some sort of card game... hmm... Card game Craze! WOO! Check out all the Robits at Shop Vorgus.

Also, now that I've got some Robits I'm thinking about making some Robytes. Basically more mature and complex looking robots. Robits -> Robytes. I like that idea. For now though, I'll leave you with a picture of one of my Robits... BinocularBot!

Attacking a "Saying"

So a thought has come to mind. You know how people say "things always happen for a reason." Well I've been thinking that that's really just a load. I mean, come on - think about it. Of course you can say things always happen for a reason because afterward the person just comes up with their own reason. Honestly though, things don't happen for a reason. Things just happen - then people give them a reason.

It kind of reminds me of that saying, "it's always in the last place you look." Same thing here in that it's a completely pointless saying. Of course it's always in the last place you look... because when you find what you were looking for you stop looking. Then, that place where you found it in becomes the last spot! It's a kin to saying something like... "The place I'll find it in will be when I stop looking for it," all the while posing your arms on your hips and looking up into the sky all amazing like. Throw a couple doves in there and the sunshine. Yeah, it's pointless. Don't say it.

Really, they're both pointless. Don't say them. Please, don't say them. There, I asked nicely. So now you have to not say them! If you do happen to say "things happen for a reason" just remember this - things will happen and then things will happen after those things. Yes, the latter things may be a result of a former thing, but that former thing never happened just so that the latter thing could happen. Following me? They just happened. If you happen to say "it's always in the last place you look," or "it's going to be in the last place you look" just remember this - if you don't ever find it then it never really turns out to be in the last place you look. Run that through you're brain for a minute.

Anyways, pointless sayings aside.
Good luck (another pointless saying, ha, I'm being funny), just make things happen.

*UPDATE* February 26, 2009 - so, I figured out the only time you can say "It's always in the last place you look" is if you're looking for something where there are a predefined number of possible locations/choices...

The one Time Power

This is the story about a boy with an amazing power. What power is that you ask? Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves now. I'll tell you... right now! See how I made you wait an extra couple seconds. Yes, yes, I'll tell you. His power - the almighty power I've been wanting to tell you - is the power to take one thing and make it different. Now what kind of power is that?! Well unlike most super powers... this is more of a one time power. How does the boy know he has this power? I really have no clue and it really doesn't matter, but he does! So, he can only use it once. What one thing will he make different? Let's find out.

The boy - oh wait, wait, hold on... I can't call him "the boy" the whole story. Ummm... honestly a name in this case isn't that important. What's the saying? "A rose by any other name?" Something Shakespeare - you know what I'm talking about, and if not holy smokes go back to high school please. Anyways a name in this case, as I said, is not important. A name is merely a label. It's very much like the kitchen cabinet with it's labeled spices and such. Oregano, Pepper, Paprika, Mark, David, John. See? A name is merely a label, it neither makes a man, nor defines his actions. Let's label "the boy" as D. Yes a simple letter. That's all there needs to be. The 4th in the alphabet - very acceptable, very appropriate, very balanced.

Okay! so... now where was I? Oh yes! The story, the story! I almost got taken off to another world by that tangent. I'll come back to it at a later date perhaps. Another road to explore. Who knows where it could lead, or to what? Okay, back to the story! Still with me? Good. Here we go. For real this time. I promise. Okay? Okay!

The emptiness of the morning woke D from his slumber. He was not used to being so alone. He did not like it. D stretched out and turned his music on. Ah. Music, a wonderful, wonderful part of the world. What song was playing? Well it was of Montreal's "She's a Rejecter" of course - a wonderful, wonderful song. A wonderful, wonderful part of the world. Alright, time to get up. D did the usual morning routine all the while examining the sounds, or lack there of, in the house.

Alright, the morning routine is done... now what? D thought about his power. When would he use it? He could use it on something selfish, but that did not sit well with D. He could use it on something for someone else and that would make D feel better, but he wanted to be selfish. Things just never seemed quite right to D. If he did in fact do something selfish with his power... would it make things seem right? Either way D was unhappy. With that in mind it may be more obvious as to why D still has this power and hasn't used it yet.

SIGH. D SIGHED. He SIGHED deep... and it echoed. Wow. D realized just how empty this place was. Hello? A pause... and then Hello. Yes, definitely an echo. How D wished it was more than an echo. How are you today?! He yelled... and sure enough, How are you today?! the echo exclaimed right back.

I'm good thank you! Yelled D, and the echo answered right back, I'm good thank you!
What are you doing? D said and heard.
I'm just making conversation, I'm just making conversation.
You want to hang out with me!? You want to hang out with me!?
YES! YES!

D played with his echo for hours and hours. They played hide and seek. They played chess. They even watched a movie together and cried and laughed out loud.

I like you! I like you!
You do?! You do?!
I do! I do!

Without even knowing it... D used his power and there before him... stood his echo.

You're... you're...
I'm your echo! replied Echo.
I like you! I like you too!
Will you play with me some more?! I'd love to!

And so D spent the rest of his days with Echo. The emptiness D and the house held was never heard again. Echo made D happy, and D made Echo happy. Together, the two were happy for the rest of their lives.

THE END!