Friday, March 3


Let's do the dance of joy!

Isn't this just the CUTEST animated gif you've ever seen? Darn, it's adorable! I could just sit here and watch this little anime cutie dance on and on and on and on and on. Hehe. Dance! Dance!

Thursday, March 2


I know I haven't been able to post much about my comic works lately... the truth is, I've been so busy at work that I almost haven't been able to do much in terms of comics. In fact, I regretfully wasn't able to do a comics entry to the Fully Booked contest. GRRR. Maybe next year, I guess.

But the key word is ALMOST. Comics are what keep me sane, so the day I stop doing comics is the day I need to start looking for a straitjacket. Maybe. Anyway...

I'm still working on the 2nd issue of Kunoichi Boy. It's still in pencilling stage, but I've done more than a dozen pages and so this should be done soon. It's a more action-oriented issue this time, even more so than the first ish, but it should be fun. Hopefully this should be done by the end of March for release in Comic Quest.

I got myself a little comic job I'd like to call 'Project Kris' that I really can't talk about much- suffice to say that it will earn me a bit of cash (that I hopefully will use for a future comic) and it's something very very different from the stuff I usually do. I'll talk more about this when I am able, but suffice to say this is a very interesting project I'm glad to be able to do.

Finally, K.I.A. will finally be getting a bit more distribution thanks to Jamie and Nautilus Comics. Don't be surprised to see my favorite bikini-clad assassin babe elsewhere aside from Comic Quest in the next few weeks. WOOHOO!!!

That's that for now. Still working on the Last Angel Ace Story script. Ideas, ideas. So many ideas. Gotta filter. Hmmm. Moving on. Moving on.

Last night we were all at The Salt Mines when a pretty strong earthquake started. We all stared as the blinds on the windows began shaking, as well as stuff like a wind chime I hung at my workstation. For several moments the shaking continued and we just stared and continued our humorous banter... no doubt to keep ourselves calm. We were all on a high floor so it was only natural that the we'd 'enjoy' a prolonged shake. I wasn't particularly afraid... the building was pretty solid, and the quake not really that strong. But we felt it, and that meant it was significant. Several of the staff called home to ask if everyone was okay. Thankfully, this quake doesn't seem to have caused any damage. Just a bit of the shakes.

Monday, February 27

Walking in Dreamworld

Perhaps it was because of the fact that last week was particularly tiring, or perhaps it was because of my bad stomach... but I had particularly vivid dreams over the weekend. Two in fact were quite memorable and involved journeys into some weird worlds that could easily fit into some comic book or Sci-Fi show.

The first dream is pretty much a 'Trekkie' episode. I found myself appearing in this odd place which was in some ways primitive (adobe buildings, decadent tribal outfits and feasts) and in some ways modern (I eventually find out they have TV). I came into the place as a guest, with several others (who my companions were escapes me). We were allowed to walk around and stay in one of the adobe buildings as our residence. I found myself a bit depressed that there was no electricity and thinking of what I was to do in the place. Later, during a feast with some weird food, a traitor to the place was caught and executed on TV. Yikes. Luckily, before the inevitable part of such stories where we the visitors would outlast our welcome, I woke up.

The second dream started off normally enough- I was at a kind of photo shoot with my college friend. We were taking photos of several pretty models (yeah, only in my dreams) when I suddenly had the hankering for donuts. So I went out to get a box, with the odd recollection that there was a Donut Shop nearby. I soon found myself walking around in streets that seemed familiar yet alien. Ordinary streets soon became sinister as strangers soon began to give chase. I found myself crossing over into yards, grabbing sticks to ward off pursuers and to try to navigate around dead ends. It all felt like some PC graphic adventure game (those point-and-click puzzlers that I was never good at). At one point, I was even being pursued by Agents... yes, Agent Smith from the Matrix, who appeared strangely enough like 2-D images on a wall. ODD.
Anyway, I eventually find myself opening a door and entering what seemed to be a kind of residence/graphic design office/production house kind of building- very modern and multi-floored. There were people around, but like Solid Snake in Metal Gear I navigated around them to try and get out and continue my search for donuts. Eventually I find my way out but it only leads to more streets and still no sign of the elusive pastries.
Thankfully, my cellphone alarm woke me up soon after, and I was pulled away from Dreamtime back to reality. Darn, those were weird dreams. Weirder than usual.

Gosh, I wonder if I can have some donuts delivered?