I’d hoped to have had this one ready for MoCCA Fest in April, but we changed the name and well, you know how it is. Or do you? Inspiration comes and goes. Ideas seem great, then days later they don’t. Characters take time to develope Â — I found some notes for this story, and only one out of the original five names or characters survived.
Also, I’m collaborating on this with my wife, Judie this time. It’s based on a concept she had many years ago. It made us laugh back then and we began noticing things and phrases that would go into here story. A few years ago, I was looking for an animated project to work on, so I started conceptualizing her story ( some of it was posted here about two years ago). A lot of it is based on our days in New Brunswick , NJ where we met.
So here’s the cover. One things for certain — this is a lot easier than those damned Rat Bastard pages. Well, not easier, just simpler. After all, none of this is actually easy.
The boys enjoy a leisurely afternoon having a few beers, smokin’ a fatty, and playing the new “Captain Tough Guy: Total Annihilation.” The real purpose here is to get some props drawn and begin designing Ben’s house.
The Internet conflicts with my memories, insofar as I’m now able to take a virtual walk through the city of New Brunswick, thanks to the innovative folks at Google. But the New Brunswick I left in September of 2000, is to some extent gone. Many of the stores, bars,eateries, buildings, people and culture have disappeared. Many parts of town are unrecognizable, due to expansion of the hospital and related medical facilities. At some point, the city seems cut in half, with nothing but bland, clean offices and parking decks, separating one neighborhood from another. One thing on the Google Street View that matches my memory is New Brunswick always seemed overcast.
For me, in the 90’s, New Brunswick was the “funnest” place on Earth. It had great quirky record, comics and video shops, every possible kind of food, clubs, bars, and an amazingly talented and thriving underground music scene. Had New Brunswick been anywhere else in America other than 45 minutes west of NYC, it would’ve gotten as much attention as Seattle. I used to call New Brunswick “the town where the parents went away for the weekend and never came home.” We were free to do whatever we wanted, for as long as we could stand it. Continue reading “The New Brunswick Of My Memories”
The fact that I’m listening to Bruce Springsteen at this point in my life comes as quite a surprise even to me. Continue reading “What I’m Listening To This Week And Why”
It was our first wedding anniversary. We had planned to visit The Water Witch hall where my lovely wife Judie and I were married, and look out over the water to the NY skyline, but instead I went to the afore mentioned animation seminar. So today we went to Ocean City, NJ, laid on the beach, walked the boardwalk, ate pizza and ice cream and had a blast with our friends John and Fran who were also celebrating their first year of marriage.