Adobe is coming out with a cool new program called Character Animator, and you can animate characters with your computer camera! Your character copies what you do and say! Down side is that my super spaz inner self will REALLY show up on my Crybaby character. Maybe that will be a good thing! Happy accident! Anyway, here are some mouths I have done for various sounds. Stay tuned for future stupidness!
is a nice guy until he gets behind the wheel! Than he needs serious anger management!
This cartoon is dedicated to my friend J.D. Bergner, that died a week ago of aplastic anemia. He, unlike Dwayne here, was a man of exceptional character-a good, kind man, that I am proud to have called a friend. We created a silly skit featuring Punk Pete and the Punkwheats in high school. I look forward to doing that silly dance again, in heaven, when we meet again…
ComicCon itself was rather uneventful this year. Outside the Con, on the streets was another story! Poor crybaby was first assaulted by a hellfire and brimstone lady preacher on a soapbox. He accepted a religious tract, and kept going, thinking he was in the clear. He could not have been more wrong! Half a block later, he was accosted by four gangster rap artists, that started cramming home burned music cd’s into his hands. He usually cries when listening to hip hop, but what the heck, the discs were free promo discs, right? No! They started demanding a twenty dollar “donation” for each disc. Things started to get ugly, but he managed to escape with only two discs, after paying ten bucks tribute money. Shaking and sweating, he managed to make it to his car and get in. Then some urban yoot in hundred dollar jeans, that looked like he had smoke a Texas sized crack rock, started making strange hand signals at him. He thought they meant, “give me some money for bus fare,” or something like that. Unfortunately, he kept signaling faster, and getting angrier. Crybaby did his best Starsky and Hutch imitation, and threw the car into reverse and narrowly escapes certain death! There are no pictures of the incidents, but luckily, Pepe Longstockings, world famous court reporter artist, was present and kindly did this drawing to illustrate the horrors of downtown Dallas…
The lovely employees of Neurotico can’t afford any fancy smancy therapy, so they come up with stuff like this. I asked them to come up with a cartoon about the mean stuff husbands say to their wives, but they just downed a bottle of vodka, huffed some model glue and threw up. It is so hard to find good employees these days!
Greetings All! I have finished a month working on-site on a top secret project. I was locked in a clean room with no cell phones or internet connection. I haven’t had time to work on cartoons, or even write any. In fact, the whole time I was voyaging to downtown Dallas on a daily basis, I didn’t think of a single funny idea. Downtown Dallas is not funny. Not one bit. Not a thing about it amusing. It took between 45 minutes and two hours to get to work each day. Once there, a primal battle for expensive parking spaces ensued. Then, at lunch time, I had to walk the gauntlet of hobos to get lunch. Never before has walking to get a tasteless Subway sandwich been so dangerous! The project and the people I worked with were the bright point of the last month. They were all great. Downtown Dallas, not so much.
Speaking of things that are really, really, not funny, I had to shop at the Waaaalllll-maht yesterday for hair gel. I always smell the gel (I made a rhyme!) to make sure that I don’t get something that smells like old lady or hooker’s perfume. I opened the lid and gently squeezed the bottle to get the scent to waft to my eager nostrils. Unfortunately, a giant blob of gel shot up my nose! Ugg! I guess the experience wasn’t too bad, because I bought the product.
Hope you all are doing well, and hope to have new goodness for you soon!
You poor slobs have been directed from the number one cartoonist in the world’s website, to the smelly butt-crack of cyberspace-the Neurotico blog! Thank you all for coming, and be sure to visit all the links at the top of the page for comics and other oddities. The main thread has tons of stuff as well, and lots of photos of our boss wearing a stupid paper mache head, that no one here will say looks ridiculous! To his face, that is!
Best wishes to you all! We wish we could have each and every one of you’s baby!
Saturday was a fun day, but a beating! Spent most of the day at Dallas Comiccon Fan Days in Irving, then drove into Dallas for a book signing. Only gallons of coffee and soft drinks kept my old carcass from having a fit of narcolepsy. In my caffeine induced stupor, I thought it would be fun to take selfies in public restrooms like teenage girls, strippers and hog farmers. I think I was actually more comfortable in the paper mache head, than the 15 year old suit pants. At least the cartoon outfit pants didn’t pinch my muffin top so much that I thought that I was going to pass out! And they were purposely high water pants…
winds up dead! What else could happen? Crybaby is very annoying with his constant whining, and perpetual gas. Vader has enough problems breathing without having to have his respirator filter out farts!
Ok, it is not Friday here, but it is Friday somewhere, right? I guess, maybe? Well anyway, I wanted to finish this and post it yesterday, and I would have if it wasn’t for those meddling kids(employers)! It goes out to all of the great folks that happen, by no fault of their own, to be follicle challenged!