Yup, that is what I'm concentrating on tonight. Or trying to-for Drop Dead Trail of Dirty's progress. I'm actually doing better than I thought with it. There is one thing I messed up on inking but lucky there is photoshop to go back and fix that. I may post some of its dank dirtyness. I may not. Right now I am thinking of that cop car sitting outside-right below our window. Although, I really have nothing to worry about( no warrants...blah blah) it kinda feels weird. Distracting. After watching videos and reading about how big bro has everyone profiled and an m.o.. It kinda makes ya wonder. There are those that want to strike fear, that makes them feel powerful, they like that feeling. I myself, like to have fun by NOT striking fear into people and trying to control them with power. People can expand better with their own empowerment-their decisions to help others-to be helped by others as opposed to being forced or scared into doing shit they don't want to do.
Anyway, I got more of those Trailer Park of Terror comics and they are nice! They are like Tales From the Cript but with the rotting hostess Norma-whom I adore! I read all 5 of them right when I got them. Cause for more inspiration to my comics. I'm debating on getting my haircut like Norma's. Boy, is my hair bugging me! I should try'n get it cut tomorrow! bgaw!
What a great night! A Monday night with Hug here and Janine and her Raggedy Anne eating! With such songs as Shit Sex! Then there was the great Babydick with their songs so dreamy and reminescent of the 80's with Boston/ACDC! Then there is Naww! Dude screamin at yer jawface. And headliner was Anal Cunt! Most vulgar and raww! Grab-Bing! Good times! I danced my little buttocks off!
