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Memo to old guys:Me being too polite to start screaming, “Rape!” in a crowded bar and being in a stationary position for a few minutes does not entitle you to conversation. Seriously. I like to do sketches like this just to keep my hand moving, more or less, and especially when I’m at bars alone. I haven’t done many in the past few months. For some reason, fate has conspired to keep me in the company of other guys during most of my recent visits to San Francisco’s dens of evening debauch… But I think a lot of the stories about those guy companions might make decent comix at some point, so I don’t want to shoot my wad with them just yet… In comix form… Get it? hahahahhahaha.. I shot my wad with the guys in non-comix form. Get it? yeah? Oh, right, it just wasn’t funny. Well, regardless, the above sketch is from last Saturday, when I decided that I needed a bar night by myself for a change, and made my lonesome way down to Castro. I was iffy on what I’d do, and whether I’d draw, and I was making it up as I went, so I didn’t bring a sketchbook or pens. As soon as I got there, though, a fairly cute brown-haired boy started checking me out, I liked the music (As much as I can in a Castro bar), and I decided tonight was gonna be a good, good night. So, I ran to the nearest Walgreens, which never seems more than two blocks away in this city, (Don’t get me wrong, I love this city with all my heart), and I grabbed the pad of paper that seemed like it would fit in my pocket.
As douche bag positioned himself next to me and started telling me he liked my drawings and wanted to know where I was from and what was I doing in Castro all by myself, (Must mean I wanna fuck old guys in red baseball caps with accents of vague European origins, right?) I tried to put the pad of paper back into my pocket and excuse myself but then discovered that it did not, in fact, fit. As a coyote in a trap’ll chew it’s foot off, I tore the paper out of the pad and folded the stack in half so that I could fit it in my back pocket, and I left. I hadn’t sat in my new position long when he arrived again. “Oh, you’re over here now. Haha. So, how do you like the city? It’s cold, yeah?” Haha. Anyway, I drew this cartoon as he was sitting next to me and thoughts of unsavory natures flooded my mind. Cute brown-haired guy left while douche bag was going on with stories of which I understood maybe every fifth word. Would anybody have blamed me?
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To round out the week of sketchbook-mes, this seemed appropriate. Next Monday, the next Swine Flu installment.
This kinda makes me want to gaybash him:
If only Justin Timberlake hadn’t done the same joke, and done it better, and with Beyonce actually there… It still wouldn’t be that funny. Which is why I prefer pictures of Joe Jonas to him actually talking or moving or singing or doing things. The whole thing of him doing things… eh. But the whole looking at him thing… mm.
I spent most of this week huddled in a ball, sleeping, or hacking up phlegm, so this post is later than I meant it to be. It’s another new gallery for your viewing pleasure at my comicspace ! The first one I’m posting is a collection of sketchbook comics/drawings that I’ve done over the last couple of years. Most of them have popped up in print or online somewhere at some point, but here are a good number of them collected together.
This an older comic that I never posted officially when I first did it, because I was mainly posting comics on Myspace at that point and I thought they might delete my account for it. As you can see, it dates from before I realized that Zac Efron is obviously much, much more fuckable than Pete Wentz. I would imagine, though, that the enjoyment I took in drawing this still shines through in the finished product. Yep. Write what you know, they say. Whenever I show this comic to anybody I respect, their response usually includes that phrase, “But who the hell is Pete Wentz?” which proves to me that at least some things in this universe are as they should be. As hard as the music sucks, though, he’s still pretty cute. As long as he doesn’t talk much. I’m reasonably happy with how this comic looks, considering how old it is, aside from Pete’s face being somewhat deformed in that one panel there. You can probably guess that my attention to detail was keener on the panels which didn’t include his face.
One more gallery of my strips at http://www.comicspace.com/rickworley/ . Pretty awesome, I know. More new stuff next week.
Head on over to http://www.comicspace.com/rickworley/ for the next gallery of 25 of my strips in the continuing project to organize all the A Waste of Time stuff, (or almost all of it) from the last couple of years. This gallery contains one of the first long-ish storylines that I did, “Fluffynut Gets Dumped,” from back when the rabbit was still called Fluffynut and, along with a good number of strips that look strange and read poorly to me now, a few strips that I still think are decent. I’ll let you decide for yourself which are which. Yep. the next installment of the Swine Flu storyline should be posted on this website on Wednesday, so see you then!
OK, today I’m starting another new project. I’m beginning to gradually organize and archive my last couple years worth of comix on ComicSpace.com, so that it’ll all be in one location and easily accessable for anybody new to them. So, head on over to: http://www.comicspace.com/rickworley/ to dig 25 possibly new-to-you comix in the first gallery of stuff. Some of these, I shudder to look at, some of them are kinda OK, but I’m trying to make this complete, or reasonably complete, so I’m trying to post without passing too much judgement. There are a few things that aren’t being posted in chronological order, for various reasons, and some of these comix just don’t jive with what the strip has become, (major examples: the rabbit is no longer named, “Fluffynut,” since I’ve decided to admit that, about 90% of the time, he’s just me, and the monkey is no longer a character, for personal reasons, although I guess he may recur) but I guess they could be enjoyable.
