The Holy g-g-g-GHOST!

Warning: I was too lazy to do much fixing up on this sucker, but I wanted to post it anyways. Eventually I'll get around to making it prettier.

So I've been up to my annual test to see whether or not I could do a Piolog comic that is better than the crap they actually put into the Piolog. I've got 6 out of my planned 10 comics all sketched out. This one doesn't really fit the pattern of stand alone because it comes from a story arc idea I had involving a plan to start a campus legend. It had a running gag of Lewis (the boy under the sheet) never knowing popular cartoons and Clara's (the girl) understandable bafflement. Since the Piolog only comes out once a week a story arc doesn't fit the theme, but who cares? I love the idea too much to care. I had another great story-arc idea involving Lewis' quest to create a dinosaur themed floor as well, what a shame. I probably won't get all those all done till I get to school. So far the verdict is I can indeed beat the Piolog competition...but you don't have to try too hard to do that much.

In other news today I went to the Minnesota State Fair for the second time this year. Here is a list of all the weird stuff I ate:
+Deep fried pickles
+Deep fried green beans
+Chocolate covered bacon
+3 sno-cones
+Beer that tastes like fruity pebbles "Leinenkugel's Sunset Wheat"

In a related note I have a crush on the sno-cone girl. Sure I only saw her that one time and sure the only words we exchanged were business ones, but who cares! She gave me like twice as much blue raspberry syrup on that sno-cone and has won my affections in the process. Obviously it isn't a very hard thing to win.

My camera also came today so once I figure it out you can expect some pictures in lew of comics.

Perhaps I will expand on some things later, but as for the moment I grow weary of typing and will take my leave.

What In Who's Backyard?

I keep partially drawing comics and then stopping. Some little thing always gets in my way. Most recently was a writing problem where I just can't seem to think of the right dialogue to get it to work the way I want it to. What a hassle. However, I need to get my ass drawing more so while I'm playing around with a couple things I'll just draw whatever. Any suggestions? The more creative the suggestion the more likely I am to do it and post it.

Near the top of my To-Do-List is to find where the hell those remaining prize letters went...hopefully they remain in the material plane. I'm really not sure what the hell happened to them. Shameful I know.

I have just now realized the music I had pressed play to isn't playing...karma at work? I wouldn't doubt it.

Dreams Are Mean

Recently my dreams have been very cruel to me. Yesterday I dreamt that my sister way casting a fishing rod in the house and inadvertently snagged my arm with it and then proceeded to reel it in quite a bit. Trying to get it out resulted in the gross mutilation of my hand.

Then today I had a relatively bizarre dream. However, it did include a very cute women who I apparently knew for quite some time and we had a first kiss worthy of being adapted into a Hollywood feature film. And then I woke up. What kind of freaky imagination provides you with a back story to make you have a crush on a dream person, then shows you the dream person likes you as well, and then wakes you up to realize none of it was real?

Seriously, Dreams what the hell is wrong with you? Making me witness the painful mutilation of a body part due to my sister's incompetence with a fishing pole, only to wake me up freaked out and slightly afraid to go back to bed is one thing. But trying to break my heart? That is just plain mean.

Either my subconscious is a well meaning child who is incompetently trying to spice things up, or just a malicious asshole. Only time will tell.I have two comics sketched out, but I won't be able to finish them up until I finish this CPR certification class. So until then enjoy this doodle telling you the differences between porpoises and dolphins.