Brain Farts: January 2007 Archives

I got something else in the mail, recently.

It's my contributor's copy of MAXIM Singapore, which ran a full page on Beavis, my pet rat.

When The Beav died of lung disease, I mummified him in the ancient Egyptian style, and I still have him around. He smells like a head shop and seems about as happy as a dead rat can be. I documented the whole process here, if you'd like to take a look. But it contains quite a lot of rat disembowelment, so consider yourself warned.

Takes me back to my Junior Egyptologist days down at the public library, camping out in the Children's Literature section and reading everything they could offer on mummies, mummification, and The Book of the Dead.

WARNING: BOOKS GIVE YOU IDEAS.

Anyway, in comics news: I'm still getting pre-orders for the Templar collection, which is fine and dandy, because I'm still accepting them! There is no deadline to pre-order the book. But ONLY the $15.00 option, unless we have a pre-arranged agreement. (You emailed me about snail-mailing a $25.00 or $50.00 check before the meter hit goal, for example.) I have a lot of sketches and commissions to do, and I wouldn't feel right adding to that pile. Sorry, guys.

The pre-order page is still up, and it's been transformed into a production journal. There's not much there now, but it should update every couple days from now on, just to let you guys in on how things are going. Right now, I'm shooting for a end-of-February publishing date.

Anyway, back to work with me. Thanks, guys!

Name: Harvey
Breed: American Hairless Terrier
Age: Six months, twenty days
Weight: Five pounds (fatty)

Favorite Foods: Cheese, stew beef, rat feces, dust bunnies
Favorite Toys: Socks, crumpled up balls of paper, little men made of fleece
Tricks: Sit, Lay Down, Come, Stand (back legs), (run in a) Circle
Potty Training: Getting there...
Bugs: Mild separation anxiety, shyness, submissive urination
Features: Cleanliness, portability, non-shedding, hypoallergenic, extremely quiet, generalized snuggly sweetness

The Black Sweater. Simple. Classic. The eternal look. The black sweater says, "I'm a cold little dog, but I refuse to compromise." Equally at home lounging on the couch or wedged underneath it, excavating more forbidden treats.

The Skull Hoodie. So you weigh slightly less than a cough. That's no excuse. Bury the needle on the badass-o-meter with sulky chic. That chihuahua down the block had better WATCH HIMSELF.

The Camo Tee. Is there even a dog in this shot? BECAUSE I DON'T SEE IT. Oh GOD.

Winter Wear. A cranberry snuggle suit, topped with a loose gray sweatshirt. All that's missing is the quilted windbreaker, but Harvey has a hard time walking in three layers. Kind of like the little brother in A Christmas Story. We're working on it.

And hey, look! A festive sweater from Gran'maw! And whoops, I posted a picture of it online and everything. All that black cloth and camo, all for nothing. That there is a sequin snowflake. THERE GOES YOUR STREET CRED, HARVEY.

Don't worry, sweetie. Y'won't have to wear it to the dog park.

(PS: Tomorrow is mail-answering day, and also Big Announcement Day! Stay tuned!)