I have one of many headaches. I am going to sleep.
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page 9 (scroll down!) of that. I’m always looking for a way to speed things up. I’m always failing, to, too. It won’t be necessary to remind me never to try this way again because I’ll remember.
No, actually, I just remembered that I’ll forget. I should have reminded you to remind me sooner.
Also, I realized I ought to have made a better/any plan for this whole “remake” business and rearranged events so that no memory scenes were necessary, because they’re awkward and unprofessional. However, I do not believe that I did. That is to say, you can be sure that when I make them they will be awkward and unprofessional. I like to think this way is less jarring than the old way, but I also like to think I’m less likely to get hearteriosclerosis because I eat boring and chewy Kashi cerealdirt instead of corn flakes like I used to even though I still eat just as many hot clogs. As for lope(the lizard)’s ridiculous automobile, it’s in just one frame here so there’s still time to not get around to redesigning it into a more visually appealing and practical-looking thing whose drawing process is in any way logical.
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The mirror you break your nose against sez:
Disco Inchwelm, eh?
The changing environment seems to more closely resemble a dream than a flashback. Of course, as it pretty much exclusively changes in the manner of getting more complicated, I suppose the flashback may simply be gradually assembling itself, starting with the basics, and progressively adding more details.
Incidentally, what precisely does the mug say? I can’t quite tell, even with magnification…
Also, what precisely are the shapes sometimes seen floating in the sky? Are they solid, perchance?
Your favorite muckraker sez:
Mr. Volcabbage–In comment 4 of this posting, you alleged that you will investigate the matter of what makes Keilphix Kumquat so lovable once someone admits to liking the aforementioned fruit-named individual. Yet in comment 11 of this posting, the late Buster O’Piggs, Esq. admitted to precisely that. So, Mr. Volcabbage, the world wants to know: what were the results of your investigation? What is it that makes Kumquat so lovable?
Hejmrink sez:
The crispy outside.
To answer the fellow before you, first the mug says “#2 stunna” and next it says “#2 tuna.” Neither are worth thinking about.
#1 stunna is a rap by someone or another from the late 1990s, probably. I wrote #2 stunna first, but #2 tuna is “funny”er if the stunna is only 1. Conflict! And so they are best left unreadable entirely
I am fiddling with the idea that lope recalls with less than absolute accuracy. I may also have forgotten that dreams and flashbacks are different. Perhaps I am merely opposed to the notion of a reasonably manageable task.
Not surprisingly, I can’t explain what the sky junk is. I must have thought at one point that clouds were too mundane to dominate the empty space and then I promptly stopped thinking about it at all.
vette is fast sez:
Eating, loving, singing and pooping are, in actuality, the four acts of the mirthful opera known as the freshness, and they pass like bubbles of a grit of champagne. Whoever lets them break without having enjoyed them is a entire fool.
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Frubaklop sez:
Now the robots are imitating our human vulgarity. I hope… well actually I hope nobody’s happy because I’m not at all.