Saturday, December 24, 2011

Seasons Greetings from The Conductor!

No matter your personal, cultral, bend at this time of year, we, here at Neverland Transit Authority, would like to extends our heart felt wishes for a good holiday, and a spectacular new year!

Here's to 2012! And, hopefully, much, much better things down the tracks!

Service at the station resumes January 6th, 2012...

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Stuff: Every girl's crazy...

It's a common sight; me, eagerly clutching a tome of high nerdiness, obliviously wandering out of a book store.

What's not so common is me, in said state, feeling eyes upon me, and, looking up, discover I'm being checked out by a pretty young lady working at the new cafe next door.

Our bearded boys from Texas might just be right, after all.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Stuff: Meta-log

You know, as stoked as I am about Stuff being as popular as it is, or even "Double Dipped" going mini viral, last week, it puzzles me about the popularity of the two titles.

Really, traffic indicators show that more of you like to read Stuff - the throw away comic - than Galactic Gun, for which I toil over relentlessly.


I mean, Justin has a point; he is, generally, more interesting than me. At least I think so. I'm just an awkward little man getting by in a crazy big old world; who feels the need to, occasionally, share his uniquely skewed perspective on his condition.

Inspired by the bio comics, like Emitown, that I have enjoyed over the years, I started Stuff as filler, with the side benefit of connecting with readers and expressing some ideas. I never dreamed that, as the narrative grew and took shape, so, too, would its popularity. Not that I don't mind the attention.

Go figure...

The Galactic Gun short, "Bookmarks", starts next. Do the guy a favor and read it, will you? And don't forget to hit up the last story "Pocket Full of Posies", too. It would mean a lot to us both.

(I wonder how meta it really is that Justin and I are arguing in a comic about our comics. Or, is it revealing too much about my internal monologue?)