Star Wars, Star Wars Everywhere!

Have you purchased the new movie on blue-ray? Got your Star Wars toothpaste? Underwear? Oranges? The list of Star Wars products is endless! Maybe, you can pick up these as well…

 

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Happy Halloween! Wait-what?

It’s not Halloween? It was last week? Rats! Late again! I don’t want to wait another year to show the Headless Crybaby, so here it is-a week late, or fifty-one weeks early…

Parenting Award Of The Year

My daughter and I like to come up with wacky story lines for any and all of her toys. Woody from Toy Story is married to Flower Bunny from Build a Bear, and heads up the “Woody Family.” He had to marry a rabbit, because he is the only male character she owns. Anyway, Flower Bunny decides to divorce Woody, and travel the world. One of their adopted children gets sick, and Dr. Delicia(a 45 year old homemade doll) has to come over to pump her stomach. She had been eating rat poison. While treating the child, a baby falls out from Delicia’s dress onto the floor. The baby is fully clothed, and claims to be Woody and Delicia’s love child. The baby is really a 40 year old hermaphrodite midget with a baby face. The baby wants to steal the 15 trillion dollars worth of gold and silver coins in the basement. She gets busted and serves a day in jail, before being rehabilitated and welcomed into the Woody family. Now, she enjoys her favorite hobby-hair sculpture. She let her eyebrows grow into a unibrow, and got extensions so that they reach around to her chin. She then grew her mustache so long that she ties it into her belly button ring. She even went so far as to have hair transplants put in her eyes! After coming up with this story my daughter and I took a picture of Baby Faced Malone, and did a fine illustration for you all. Should I get the parenting award of the year for our activities, or get a visit from child protective services? You be the judge!

Crybaby Base Drawing for Animation

Here is the base pose/expression for the Crybaby. Can’t wait for him to move and speak with my nasally voice!

Please Pardon Me While My Brain Toots

After I posted the Spider-man cover yesterday, I realized that only the biggest comic geeks would understand where the base artwork for my parody came from. On the right below is the original comic cover from over one million years ago. I always thought it was funny that Spidy was telling the crook what his secret identity was! Also, the people on the roof look like they are dancing, so I had them do the YMCA letters. Please pardon me for making a parody of something that 99% of people have never seen! Confusius say, “Man who make cartoon about stuff no one understands, is hungry cartoonist!”

Amazing Stupidity!

Speaking of amazing stupidity, do you think this will get me sued?

 

Not So Poor Man’s Animation

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!

 

Crybaby’s Uncle Dwayne

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…

Crybaby Accosted by Gansta Rappers and other Rabblerousers!

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…

 

Crybaby…Encased In Carbonite!

And this was one of the best things that happened to him at Dallas ComicCon! Wait till you hear about the other horrors he faced…