Author of DEVIL, AIM FOR ME. Contributing writer on ENNIE award winners Trophy, Brindlewood Bay, Wassailing of Claus Manor; Gauntlet writer for Public Access, Arkham Herald, Silt Verses, Planet Raygun, others | profile pic by Binglin Hu binglinhu.com
Got my Tender Hatchlings books in the mail yesterday and they were accompanied by these new friends for my home office.
Had a ball writing a weird little guy for this project. If your RPG would be spiced up by the introduction of a mysterious egg that'll hatch a weird little creature, here you go:
"Wait, like... WHALES whales? The BIG things?"
- me, on my 2nd day on a whaling ship, about to have a long 4 years at sea
Dracula [flipping through the letters he asked me to write home, as he intends to mail them over a period of days and thereby hide the fact that he's holding me hostage]: Why do each of these end with the “Like, Comment, and Subscribe” above your signature?
Me [eating a fly]: Algorithms, man.
Visiting the parents in Florida and needed a comics break. Shout out to Bat City Comics in Bradenton.
The staff is enthusiastic, friendly, and didn't mind my dad talking their ears off about his fave Calvin and Hobbes strips while I browsed.
By suggestion for @signalstation #MastoArt #ArtChallenge
A dog with an owner is a dog wizard, in league with a powerful patron who can be evoked for spells such as Open Door. A human door is a mysterious gate to other realms.
No one was going to tell me they decommissioned that train line decades ago? I put on my blonde wig, tied myself up on the tracks and all I got for my trouble is a raccoon peed on me? I was there for HOURs dude
free video idea from my dreaming brain:
editing footage of Mr. Rogers working with his hands intercut with someone else's hands painting Warhammer minis
Dracula [flipping through the letters he asked me to write home, as he intends to mail them over a period of days and thereby hide the fact that he's holding me hostage]: Why do each of these end with the “Like, Comment, and Subscribe” above your signature?
Me [eating a fly]: Algorithms, man.
Sn’otters (1986) – Part horror movie, part toy ad (otters in slime tubs), its eco-message was overshadowed by scenes of slime-otter revenge against industrial polluters. Highlight: A shareholder call is interrupted by a sn’otter sliding down a conference table into a CEO's mouth.
"Wait, like... WHALES whales? The BIG things?"
- me, on my 2nd day on a whaling ship, about to have a long 4 years at sea
On of my irrational thoughts is that DJs don't need to touch things on their consoles as often as they do. It's a con.
Can't take more than a few tweaks to lock in the levels and whatnot, and then there's nothing to do 'til you want the next track to come in.
Show me the fearless DJ who's comfortable just standing there waiting.
I am tabling at the Hyphen Zine Fest on the 21st but I know most of you will not be able to come see me so here is one of the new zines I will be presenting that you can print freely, fold, cut at home! #zine #MastoArt #crab #ocean
Tfw you’re writing charlotte’s web and you have a spider question and the only bug guy you know is vladimir nabokov
