Jesse Reklaw had the brilliant idea to put together a parody of Kramer’s Ergot for the San Diego Comicon, entitled Krayon’s Ego. He asked me to complete a strip I’d left unfinished from a few years ago, and I finished it and then went ahead and busted out a secondary one-pager. Here are Jeffrey Brown by Jeffrey Brown and the first two pages (out of six) of Stained Blankets by Thom Craigson. I do this out of love (except for the JB piece). Next up on the chopping block: Derek Kirk Kim and Jessica Abel.
You can’t “just stop saying sorry”. You do something, something so little, like accidentally bump into someone. You feel horrible about it. Your brain starts panicking and you have trouble trying to breathe. You stutter an apology. They say it’s okay, but you accidentally do it again, and you apologize again. They just say “Aha, you can stop saying sorry.” And you feel horrible that you’ve probably made them angry or upset, so you mutter out an apology for the third stupid time, and they just say to stop saying sorry. Stop saying sorry.
You can’t just tell someone to stop saying you’re sorry.
I want that comment on flyers so I can hang them in my school
Interviewer:You once said that it was unfortunate your stepfather died before you had the chance to kill him. Why did you want to kill him?
Vince:The way he beat my mom, you know, and the way he treated me. I never gave up. My philosophy, that I learned probably then, is that in a fight of any kind, if I’m not dead.. I win. And he used to beat me unmercifully.
The toothed vagina appears in the mythology of many and diverse cultures all over the world. In these myths, the story is always the same. The hero must do battle with the woman. The toothed creature can break her power.
Toshirō Mifune → April 1, 1920 - December 24, 1997
Toward the end, when Mifune was in the hospital, I called one day at Akira Kurosawa’s house. He came into the parlor in his wheelchair. I had gotten word of Mifune’s condition, and when I reported this, Kurosawa said in a tone of nostalgia: “If I ever see Mifune again, I want to tell him what a good job he did. I want to praise him”. How Mifune must have yearned to hear those words [having never heard praise from him face-to-face]. But without his ever having had that chance, on Christmas Eve, 1997, at the age of seventy-seven, the turbulent life of Toshirō Mifune came to an end.
— Teruyo Nogami, Kurosawa’s close assistant for nearly 35 years and close friend for nearly 50 years