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…
Dallas ComicCon is this Saturday. Do I want to go alone this year? Possibly get trampled by a flock of cosplay geeks? Get squished by the autograph seeking hoards? Get mauled by children in Darth Maul costumes? Get washed downstream in a Dallas flash flood? Get asphyxiated on a $20 hot dog? Get rolled by rival cartoon gangs? Ah, who am I kidding-of course I have to go!
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…
When I saw the first info for this movie, I was quite amused! A musician that only preforms in public in a paper mache mask? Ha ha-great stuff! I am not really mad at the movie for ripping off my shtick, because I am a poor nobody that they didn’t know exists. Do you think I have a lawsuit though? I could use some cash-ha ha!
This zombie was nice enough to have lunch with me. She kinda creeped me out when she said that she couldn’t figure out where to bite me though. Looks like that wearing a silly paper mache head confuses them to that they won’t take a chomp out of your flesh! Remember that when the zombie apocalypse comes. Forget about knives and guns-start tearing your newspapers, and mixing your flour paste for a goofy mask!
I haven’t been able to share anything about my Dallas ComicCon stuff lately, due to that vile thing known as…”work.” I have my postcards, business cards, and t-shirt printed, and teeth are now glued in my mask. This weekend will be a mad dash to get the mask exterior and head harness inside completed. My famous genius cartoonist friend, whom I can’t name because that would make me a big name-dropping poopy-head, sent me a great design for the head harness that I will be attempting to make. Wish me luck y’all! And God bless us every one!
my daughter thinks my mask looks like your character! My daughter came home from the library with this book on the right, and said, “Your mask looks like David!” Ack! It kinda does at this point, but won’t when I am done. Or at least, that is what our office of lawyers here at Neurotico World Headquarters told me to say…har har!