We're Back (New Daily Drawings)

Partyka were asleep at the switch for all of May, sorry sorry, but we are now back! I've got some regular-type daily drawings up, like for example "Bro Ices Bro:"
...as well as a special feature showing some of the illustrations I've been making for Sparknotes, which is what's keeping me in sandwiches these days. Here's "Queen Mab:"
Thanks for your patience; we will try to keep our "shizz" "together" in the future, to avoid any "bummers" we might cause by not having pictures of linocut people or bird people or colorful Renaissance people to show you on a regular basis.

D&D and the picaresque

Among the many things Mr. Zak S. does well is Dungeon-Mastering. I played a few games with him when he was in New York last summer, the first time I'd played non-computer D&D since high school. It was excellent: look, we set on fire a minotaur that obviously outclassed our characters, and it fled, shrieking, from its chamber. Electric Wizard was playing. Or maybe Bolt Thrower. It ruled.

Anyway, since October Zak's been blogging at Playing D&D With Porn Stars, recounting his ongoing game in LA and ruminating over game mechanics and design, among other stuff. It's my new favorite blog, rewarding on so many levels that it is totally interrupting the work I am supposed to be getting done right now (sorry).

(goblin, by Zak)

-Here he is on how D&D campaigns, as they unfold, parallel the picaresque, and on how picaresques function in general.

-Here's the sad story of Charles the Pig.

-And here's some things folks have drawn during his games, including a picture of my guy, the late Horst Von Chasm: (toad, poison)

(sorry I only rolled you 1 hit point, Horst)

Moving

I'm moving back to Brooklyn in the next two weeks. I'll be glad when it's over and I'm there; right now I'm in the middle of the Boxes and Whirlwind-of-Crap phases of the enterprise. New daily "drawings" are up on Partyka, showing conditions inside the whirlwind.


Mom, Dad: you pack the booze last, so you can power through the last hour of trashing things and stuffing things, and then pass out. How am I going to pass out now?



I got sidetracked by Welcome to the Dahl House when I was supposed to be packing clothes and books, then set it aside at some point, then this happened. Is this the comics equivalent of ass pennies? And if so, does the comics-touching-boxers power advantage me or Gabby? (I am going to guess Gabby, as he is a gentleman with many powers.)



There's a sink in the basement, the by-product of an October I'd mostly rather forget. But soon: Brooklyn! Lots of good stuff that I don't want to jinx by mentioning it and I am terrified of a U-Haul explosion between then and now! See you in the New Year! Hopefully!

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Things are starting to look like things. Good job, things.

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Man, I gotta lot of stuff to cross off that list before Friday.

YES

From The Comics Reporter:

"...Were you aware that Lewis Trondheim did a signing where he set one of his sketches on fire? I heard about this and CR reader Jeremy Stone confirmed:

I was standing in line behind a woman who got a copy of Dungeon signed and she asked for a sketch of Marvin breathing fire in it. Trondheim drew Marvin in the corner of the first page with the fire line spreading out, then lit the corner on fire, let it burn to his inkline, and threw it on the floor, closing it to put out the flames. I wish that I had my camera ready, because it was awesome, and it turned out great. I should have at least taken a picture of the finished product, but I was too awestruck.

I mean, if nothing else happened this year, Trondheim using fire as an impromptu illustrative tool happened. Isn't that cool?"

UPDATE: Now with pictures! (via the daily crosshatch)

"There's no such thing of Supercar"

Commercial for the Washington DC public transit system, from around the mid-1980's. Abandon your dreams of flying cars; we will replace them with a railway timetable. An early spirit-crusher.*

(link to Realplayer video)

(via Ocean Digital Productions.)

*Although if your fantasy life at age 8 revolves around the fastest commute, you have already lost.

RHB and OFC at the movies

Watch key moments in film history with Roger Human Being and companion:

Scarface (1983)

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=123688997597

Batman (1966)

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=113620157597

The taliban won't understand your mother's shorts

Zak wrote a thing on his blog and I like it and I'm linking to it.

"Imagine for a minute that your mother is teleported to a Taliban-controlled village in Afghanistan. She’s probably not wearing a veil. She might even be wearing shorts. The Taliban, naturally, will probably be upset. Or maybe not, they might laugh--"Hah, woman! Your attempt to seduce us is laughable!". Either way, though, they'll be mistaken if they think this is a deliberate attempt on your mother's part to provoke or tempt or doing anything to them. This is just what happens when someone is transferred immediately from the orbit of one culture into the orbit of another."

Authors vs. Terminators

"Kingsley Amis, Martin’s father, was a big fan of Terminator 2. He said it was an unimpeachable masterpiece. If you’re someone who believes in the sentimental idea of the afterlife, it’s amusing to imagine [David Foster] Wallace and Kingsley Amis arguing about it."


-from this, an interview with Glenn Kenney about David Foster Wallace's film writing.
-Oh, also, Wallace speaks his piece on T2 here.

Warm up with tiny ones for your cats and plants

THANK YOU, SCHIFFER PUBLISHING:
Although, watch out, according to this user comment on Amazon: "I have built one of the coffins following the directions in the book. Some measurements are missing, and some are not correct. This cost me in materials and time."

Time that you are running out of.

(Found via boing boing.)

Scott Pilgrim is a Verb

...Scott Pilgrim is a doing word.

(via perpetua)

-Baby, I am going to Scott Pilgrim you all night long.

-I Scott Pilgrim the taste of a fresh pizza.

-I used to Scott Pilgrim Radiohead, but lately do not find myself interested in their music.

(library school/back pain/poor work ethic no new drawings yet sorrysorrysorry)