These are the manic ramblings that go through my head at all hours of the day or night.

 

dresdencodak asked
Hey, how about not being a passive-aggressive shit next time, eh?

blasternation:

cubewatermelon:

I would think that you, who spend so much time pointing out the flaws and problematic areas in other people’s work, would be able to take one silly comic directed at your work and other likes it.

Normally I wouldn’t respond to this kind of thing publicly, but I’ll make an exception since you called me a shit.

This is so fucking rich.

It’s really just so fucking amazing how delusional he can be. That he labels this robotic amputee fetishist pin-up art as “body agency” and “empowering”, that he can’t even fucking fathom that it might come off as a little silly and self-pandering and kinda weird to others. 

This man who prides himself on being an intellectual, a critic of comics and culture, a feminist…resorts to calling someone else “a shit” over a little ribbing not directed at him, but making fun of all the little things he’s guilty of. 

Other, humbler artists could have a laugh at her comic. “Oh no! You got me!” they’ll say. They can acknowledge that their characters pander a little more to themselves than anyone else, and that’s just fine with them. But not Diaz, noooo, not Diaz. Did Cube just not understand that these tits-and-stumps sketches were bold? Empowering? No, of course not. How could she.

If a comic not directed at you is somehow passively-aggressively attacking your person, then maybe before you childishly attack the creator in a bitter, vengeful tumblr ask, maybe take a deep breath and do a bit of soul-searching. Maybe figure out how this comic that didn’t even bring you up has managed to strike such a chord with you personally. Ponder the idea that maybe this general jab at certain types of creators could apply to yourself, that perhaps this is how people could also view you. Then go fuck yourself. 

dresdencodak

zpxlng:

Amazing.

Hey dresdencodak, Cube’s comic wasn’t passive-aggressive behaviour; rather it was what we call ‘satire’, you vicious egomaniac. Please check your own aggressive-aggressive behaviour next time you feel the blood rising.

You’re in your 30s now Diaz, for goodness’ sake. You style yourself as an even-keeled Edwardian gentleman; it’s just a matter of staying in character, surely.

Funny thing is, only about a third of the responses to Cube’s comic that I saw actually mentioned you; everyone else thought it was about Joss Whedon or just general male nerdery. But you took it personally, and now everyone knows. Now everyone knows.

Also, nice try getting your own little stab in and then declaring, “THERE IS NO PLACE IN WEBCOMICS FOR THIS SORT OF PETTY NONSENSE;” like what counts as ‘drama’ or not begins and ends with you. Aaron Diaz, and people who are nice to Aaron Diaz: the only adults in webcomics.

dresdencodak

cubewatermelon:

Sometimes I think it’s okay to just admit that you like looking at certain kinds of people naked and that’s okay.

laughingsquid:

An Accurately Illustrated ‘Map of an Introvert’s Heart’ by Gemma Correll

Nice, but the artist forgot “the inlet of self-mythologizing” and “mt. smug tumblr reblog”.This “introvert” thing is getting out of hand. Yes, the world has plenty of shy, quiet, less social people who don’t charge their batteries by going to parties. But the whole codifying via cutesie illustrations of what an “introvert” is is feels pretty self-congratulatory, like it’s a weird civil rights campaign for shy educated (and largely white) folks. I think that it’s a smug privileged perspective, the relishing in self-sufficiency and the quietness of personal voice. It’s a contest to see who can be the most mousy and bookish why simultaneously BROADCASTING TO THE WORLD how quiet and bookish you are, which on a world where there are people who have no voice due to quirk of economics or race, is pretty goddamned insulting. So yeah, introverts: no one is planning on rounding you up and putting you into camps because you’re no fun at parties. Just stay home, read a book, and enjoy the inherent privilege of having a home/book/education/internet to validate your existence in a world where some people don’t even have the time or resources to speculate whether or not they’re an “introvert” “extrovert” or just dead because they were shot by police for having an unpopular skin color. And maybe just be ok with the fact you’re not fun at parties.

laughingsquid:

An Accurately Illustrated ‘Map of an Introvert’s Heart’ by Gemma Correll

Nice, but the artist forgot “the inlet of self-mythologizing” and “mt. smug tumblr reblog”.

This “introvert” thing is getting out of hand. Yes, the world has plenty of shy, quiet, less social people who don’t charge their batteries by going to parties. But the whole codifying via cutesie illustrations of what an “introvert” is is feels pretty self-congratulatory, like it’s a weird civil rights campaign for shy educated (and largely white) folks. I think that it’s a smug privileged perspective, the relishing in self-sufficiency and the quietness of personal voice. It’s a contest to see who can be the most mousy and bookish why simultaneously BROADCASTING TO THE WORLD how quiet and bookish you are, which on a world where there are people who have no voice due to quirk of economics or race, is pretty goddamned insulting.

So yeah, introverts: no one is planning on rounding you up and putting you into camps because you’re no fun at parties. Just stay home, read a book, and enjoy the inherent privilege of having a home/book/education/internet to validate your existence in a world where some people don’t even have the time or resources to speculate whether or not they’re an “introvert” “extrovert” or just dead because they were shot by police for having an unpopular skin color. And maybe just be ok with the fact you’re not fun at parties.

the-spinner-rack:

WAAUUGH! (by Frank Brunner & Steve Leialoha from Howard The Duck #1, 1976) 

Nevermind any other pretender GPOY, this is the ONLY GPOY.

the-spinner-rack:

WAAUUGH! (by Frank Brunner & Steve Leialoha from Howard The Duck #1, 1976) 

Nevermind any other pretender GPOY, this is the ONLY GPOY.

postracialcomments:

The young lady that was shot in the head by a police officer is still waiting to be interviewed by the police department
Ferguson Police claimed that 4 to 5 Black males conducted a drive by which resulted in a White woman being shot in the head. (Here, Here, Here)
(they’ve edited the articles to take out the white part and that she was killed hehehe)
Residents knew it was BS. 
Turns out Mya was shot by a police officer. The department forced surgeons to take the bullet out and took the bullet for “Ballistics”
Over a week later, she still has yet to be contacted by the department
Do not let her story go ignored


C’mon FPD. Does anyone think in this day and age, with the ubiquity of personal social media outlets, that cover-ups like this are even possible?

postracialcomments:

The young lady that was shot in the head by a police officer is still waiting to be interviewed by the police department

Ferguson Police claimed that 4 to 5 Black males conducted a drive by which resulted in a White woman being shot in the head. (Here, Here, Here)

(they’ve edited the articles to take out the white part and that she was killed hehehe)

Residents knew it was BS. 

Turns out Mya was shot by a police officer. The department forced surgeons to take the bullet out and took the bullet for “Ballistics”

Over a week later, she still has yet to be contacted by the department

Do not let her story go ignored

C’mon FPD. Does anyone think in this day and age, with the ubiquity of personal social media outlets, that cover-ups like this are even possible?

therealsongbirddiamondback:

SPIDER-GWEN IS ALMOST HERE!!!

GWEN STACY: SPIDER-WOMAN!

• In one universe, it wasn’t Peter Parker bitten by the radioactive Spider, but Gwen Stacy!

• She’s smart, charming and can lift a car— Just don’t tell her Police Chief father!

• How is she involved in Spider-Verse? Seeds of AMAZING SPIDER-MAN #9 are planted here!

Wow. This looks pretty fucking kick ass.

cognitivedissonance:

Tonight in Ferguson, Mo. Even CNN is calling out police brutality.

We are watching history unfold. Do not stand down. Spread the word.

No justice, no peace.

whiskyjack asked
Sorry to put this on you but I have an honest question about depression an suicide. Isn't it completely possible for it to be a alternative for someone. Can't there be someone out there who genuinely is tired and doesn't want to continue. I know there is beauty and wonderful things in this world. There are things to look forward to. There will be more pain but also more laughter. But what if I'm not interested?

mattfractionblog:

well… well first off, i’d say, seek professional help immediately. because i am wildly unqualified to answer your question with anything but experience. and first off, my experience says, if you are in such a deep and dark place where you say things like this to total strangers on the internet, you need to be in contact with someone that can help you start to heal.

second, i’d say… you’re wrong. i’d say the things any of us don’t know, especially about tomorrow, could blanket every grain of sand on every beach of the world with bullshit. And to simply assume you are done tomorrow because you are done today is a mistake. a factual mistake, an error, a critical miscalculation.

i’d say, read Tad Friend’s piece JUMPERS in which he seeks and finds and talks to people that jumped off the Golden Gate Bridge — and lived. And they all say the same variations this: “I instantly realized that everything in my life that I’d thought was unfixable was totally fixable—except for having just jumped.” 

And know that this piece has kept me in my seat on more than a couple dark nights.

And i’d say — i’d say i felt that way before too, and i was wrong.

And then i’d tell you something i don’t even think my wife knows. this happend years before we met — shit, more than a decade — and it’s not   the first time i came close to suicide was on a thanksgiving night. i’d eaten well and then as the house shut down i went into the bathroom, drew a bath as hot as i could manage to stand, and climbed into the tub with a razor  blade.

As i started to cut, as the corner touched my skin and that jolt of pain fired into my head, i stopped and thought — y’know, last chance. Are you SURE?

And i was tired. I sounded like you, that i knew there’d be ups again and downs but i was just so fucking TIRED i couldn’t stand the thought of having to get there. I felt this… this never-ending crush of days that were grey and tepid but for some reason i was supposed to greet each one with a smile. the constant pressure of having to keep my shit in all the time was just exhausting.

I wondered, then — well, is there anything you’re curious about. Anything you want to see play out. And i thought of a comic i was reading and i’d not figured out the end of the current storyline. And i realized I had curiosity. And that was the hook i’d hang my hat on. that by wanting to see how something played out I wasn’t really ready. That little sprout of a thing poking up through all that black earth kept me around a little longer.

I realized then that it had been so long since i’d laughed. I was numbed out and shut down and just… i missed laughing. maybe if i laughed a little i could get moving again. so i’d wait for my comic to conclude, try to find a few laughs, and then reevaluate.

So I’m in the bathtub and i got this real sharp-ass razor, right? And i look down and there’s all my bits floating in the water like they do and i thought okay, let’s get funny and i got to work.

I shaved off exactly half my pubic hair vertically. The end result was a ‘fro of pubes that looked like a Chia Pet that only half-worked. I started to laugh as I did it. And every time i’d piss, looking down made me laugh. 

Because JESUS what a nightmare.

Shortly thereafter I got very heavily into Chuck Jones and Tex Avery. Way less chafing and way more funny.

jesus. i was still in high school at the time. dig if you will a picture of the chubby weirdo that was always giggling at his dick in the bathroom. that was me.

And then I guess I’d tell you about Dave, who did the same thing as me a few years later, only DIDN’T have my hilarious Chia Dick strategy in mind and got the razor in and up. And as he started to bleed out “Brown Eyed Girl” came on the radio and he realized he’d never get to hear that again so, in a bloody comedy of errors — I swear to god this is true — he got out of the tub, tried to get dressed the best he could, went downstairs calling for help only to find his family gone, went out to his car, and drove to doug’s house only to find doug not home and so, then, finally, he blacked out from blood loss sitting there in his car, playing a van morrison CD on repeat, until, by luck, Doug’s mom came home and found him. 

Fucking Van Morrison, y’know?

A song, a comic, something dumb, something small. From that seed can come everything else, I swear to god.

I guess last I’d say… I’d say that, look — if you reached out to me for an answer, than I have to reach back out to you and insist you hear it.  Because it means, what, you know me? My work? You read my stuff and thought, well, fuck, if anyone would know why I shouldn’t end my life, if anyone alive is QUALIFIED TO SAVE ME it’s the guy that had britney spears punch a bear? okay — okay, then, so as THAT GUY I’m saying: Get help. Now, today, tonight, whenever — get to a phone and find a doctor that can try to help you heal, that can try to recolorize your world again, that can help you start caring again. All you need is that one tiny thing, that speck, that little grain of sand. the World Series, AVENGERS 2, Tina Fey’s new show, the first issue of PRETTY DEADLY, some slice of the world you’ve never seen, some drink you love, who the fuck will love your dog like you do if you’re gone, what if jabrams KILLS it on the new STAR WARS, the hell are you doing for Halloween, you ever feed a dolphin with your bare hand? because i have and I am fucking telling you IT IS A THING TO EXPERIENCE and oh god WHAT FUCKING FONT WILL STARBUCKS USE ON THE CHRISTMAS DRINK SLEEVES THIS YEAR — i don’t care what or how dumb but i promise you somewhere in your life is that one fleck of dust that can help start you on the road back. That’s all it takes. One fucking mote, drifting through your head. 

And because you asked me I am answering you because i know, motherfucker, i know, i know, i know the hole you are fucking in because I was there myself and if you look hard you can still see my writing on those walls and if you stare long enough i swear to god it’s pointing to up

MF spits wisdom. You’re a national treasure, man.

Hey, peoples: I’m giving away my Thomas Playmate electric organ. Still works great, I just don’t have space for it at home. Free to anyone willing to pick it up and haul it away (it ain’t that heavy anyway). Anyone interested should hit me up at gray.bouchard@gmail.com

Hey, peoples: I’m giving away my Thomas Playmate electric organ. Still works great, I just don’t have space for it at home. Free to anyone willing to pick it up and haul it away (it ain’t that heavy anyway). Anyone interested should hit me up at gray.bouchard@gmail.com

Perfection.  (at Brother’s Deli & Restaurant)

Perfection. (at Brother’s Deli & Restaurant)