One of the great things about not being famous or having a giant following is that you have to pretend people are more interested in you than they really are.
For example, I recently did not receive an email from a fan asking me the timeless question asked of all practitioners of the creative arts, "Where do you get your ideas? What is your creative process?"
A unique joy of both the Internet and insanity is that you can spend all day on them, answering questions that no one asked.
My creative process looks like this:
Nothing.
Just the best Terrordactyl I've ever seen.
If we could only get away with telling the flatulent & demeaning tales of our wives, the material we would have. So unfair!
ReplyDeleteGIRLS. DON'T. FART.
ReplyDeleteI'm positive that as she was picking up the laundry, a floorboard squeaked beneath her foot.
Truest. Story. EVER.
Your computer monitor must be old, because I thought they stopped seLLing the flamm able ones around 2007. My approach to righting my blog is eXactly 32 percent different than yours.
ReplyDeleteI'd like to find me a sweet little trumpet swan this weekend.
ReplyDeleteAt least you're still posting.
ReplyDeleteMe ? I got nothing but air coming out of my nether regions.
I wonder what would happen if Grey Matter and Terrordactyl went head to head...
ReplyDeleteTrumpet swan! HA! Your wife obviously loves your sense of humor. I don't think she would have stuck around this long if she didn't. By the way, was that a "lunch tart" you were eating at first? Is that like a Pop Tart but filled with meaty/cheesy goodness? Would that make it more of a Hot Pocket?
ReplyDeleteLunch Tart.
ReplyDeleteI feel like I just duplicated this entire process today. Except for the drawing. And it wasn't funny. and not a blog. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteTerrordactyls RULE!
ReplyDeleteA truly insightful look into the blogging process ... and the pterodactyl I've ever seen!
ReplyDeleteI have an idea for a blog. We should all draw pictures of how WE THINK Gweenbrick's Japanese uncle/booze/nun saga will end...
ReplyDeleteI don't draw (because I'm stoopit) but I'm pretty sure I know how it will end.
DeleteIt will end with...
Wait. I just got the Japan/Gweenbrickis1/16thJapanese connection.
Anyway.
It will end with a Hamlet/Opehlia-type moment and someone screaming, "Get thee to a nunnery!"
And he will already be there.
Very anti-climatic.
He will marry a blonde woman and have three boys.
He will create a Cyborg named Mhike and draw pictures of it.
We will all clap and laugh because seriously? Dude is brilliant.
The end.
Okay loved the post i am a huge fan of the Gweenbrick show but where was the "NAKED" part in the post?? LOL
ReplyDeleteI must say you have something better then garfield....you are a hella good typer & artist seeing though you only have 3 fingers!!! great post :))
"It's OK, buddy, your dreams are stupid." had me rolling. Love it!
ReplyDeleteOne request for a farting brain to make a blog appearance.
I am reliably informed that lady poots spell like Pot Pourri, although this is by my wife and not my nose. My nose informs me otherwise.
ReplyDeleteHave you seen the Garfield minus Garfield strips? Quite a study in tragic, psychiatric melancholy.
And, aha, that sure was one pterrific pterodactyl.
Oh - I was wondering how you did it Gween.
ReplyDeleteI don't like Garfield.
Doesn't everyone fart when they bend over to pick up the laundry?
hahaha your funny comic sort of cartoons always attracted me...you are so genius as far as your work is concerned..I am just addicted to your blog now..
ReplyDeleteI don't know what shocks me more. That you drew your wife having a little fart, or that she allowed you to post it.
ReplyDeleteThat's true love, man. Never let her go.
The little pooting moment and your what I assume to be accurate representation of crumb collection over time, that's the gold I come here for.
ReplyDeleteAlso, da terror of da skies will give me nightmares.
Hahaha @ "and...done" I get around the "where do you get your ideas" question by simply not writing anything at all. It's diabolical in its simplicity!
ReplyDeleteHehehe I had a giant following once. He chased me across two fields and through a forest before I lost him at the river. It appears he couldn't swim.
ReplyDeleteOK. So, "Where do you get your ideas? What is your creative process?"
ReplyDeleteDerrrrr ... Im just a geriatric from the bottom of the world and stumbled onto this here blogging biso. Well, "good on yer mate" I reckon yer best larf in ages...
Hi Ada! Thank you so much for your words of abstract kindness.
DeleteNow they - some sod' wants me to make a comment! Just thought I had. Anyways ... love to know howdya get to be a Gweenbrick?
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