The two old bachelors

ALSO WAIT WAIT UPDATE

Aido sent me a lovely picture of Amy, too nice to be hidden inside the internet!

Yogurt eating grandpa is sex king of the Balkans

Sam Logan sent me the splendid picture below of two young individuals who dressed up as Shelley and Ryan for Comic-con. This is dedication beyond the call of duty and brings a tear to my rheumy eye.

NEVER GET INVOLVED

Following the passing of Yacht Rock, I wasn't sure Channel101.com would be able to deliver that white-hot hit of good times again. But then I watched Phone Sexxers. Warning: not safe if you don't like convoluted double entendres.

Everybody's got one

Several requests in my inbox ask for Esther's eyebpatch skull shirt. Alas I can't just blow up the thing in the comic (and to think many of your favourite webcartoonists put tshirts in their comics to sell them!) so I have spent the last hour trying to make this work in a "look like you tried" way. Feel free to vote "yes" for success or "no" for the now traditional burying+shooting.

New prints new prints new prints

Fans of low numbers be aware: the new prints are now on sale. You can also do a two-in-a-tube cheap combo with the sepia "gulch" print.

Sounds on sounds

I've added a link to my LastFM profile to the links on the right so you can find out what I've been listening to and perhaps listen to those selfsame things if you are so inclined (which you may or may not be).

JAMMMMMMZZZZZ

A stew

it's still a churning urn of burning funk outside as the heat-wave continues. Unfortunately Scary Go Round has been affected. At 10.15am Scary Go Round buckled due to high temperatures and is now running 45 minutes late. We apologise for the delay.



I drew this to test my new pens. I've had to stop using Fountain Pentels, since I don't think Pentel make them anymore and when I manage to buy a box, half of them seem to be partially dried out. I remember being given a Fountain Pentel at school when I was 9, it was considered to be the newest and most exciting pen ever created. Sadly, it turned out to be the most esoteric and unreliable mass production pen of all time.

I used them because if you flip the pen over, you can choose between the thick and thin side of the nib, thereby not having to pick up a smaller pen. Unfortunately no two Pentels were ever the same, and it was a pulse pounding lottery on applying a new one to fresh pencils as to whether it was a. too pointy, b. a "spitter", spraying a fine spume behind the nib in tribute to Ralph Steadman or c. just right (in which case it would run out after 4 days or be lost within minutes).

I still have 5 left in a carton but as with all things, I will be taking them out in the back yard and shooting them. It just seems like the right thing to do.

KRAKEN DANGER

I've finished messing around with this now. The commenters have spoken and heavier paper/smaller size/signed and numbered have won out.



I can't remember the exact moment that I decided the picture needed a giant ghost kraken emerging through the mist, but I like what happened there.

OCTO-COVET

A couple of tweaks (given reflection) and I think my new print will be fit for the print shop. I hope you like it! I will probably print this one smaller (A3), but on heavier stock. I'd like to do more prints, they seem a bit more honest than tshirts.



If you would prefer I stick to the poster format of the last print, do let me know via the comments.

Nice weather for pleather

Ah, pleather. The all-year round fabric! Suave, luxurious, keeps the sweat inside.

It's meant to be 33 degrees celcius tomorrow, according to the "weatherman", which is obscene - especially considering that for most of the year, my kitchen maintains an ambient temperature very close to that of the outdoors, a temperature that has traditionally proved hospitable for such arctic beasts as the "hoth wampa". With carbon trading on the agenda, why can't I shift ten of those degrees to a miserable day in November? Come on people, we're civilised now. These things can happen.


In the illustration above, the hoth wampa has interrupted my preparation of a delicious lamb chop and is dragging me towards a thorough duffing up.

Oh Capote, I love the books that you wrote-y.

Image submitted without me having any idea why I actually drew it. Or why I have another file open right now called "beatles67.ai".

I am thinking about a new poster print picture

I am thinking about a new poster print picture, as the last one proved popular with the minds of people who bought it. Perhaps it will look something like THIS:



Actual photo reference will replace vague scribblings in accordance with the instructions of the catholic cardinals who supervise my artistic efforts from the Vatican City.

Keine Fenster

I thought you might like to see a picture of my office slash dining room. Almost every episode of Scary Go Round was created in this room! And thanks to Scary Go Round, it has received a new floor, new walls, new lights, and a new clock which is French and from the past but ticks twice a second to tell you that death approaches. Sadly I could not run to new windows as it has No Windows. Also thanks to Scary Go Round, it is a shameful mess.

So now you know. I have been trapped in a windowless room all day since leaving work in 2003. How haven't I snapped yet? Will I ever escape Fortress Chadderton? Or will I be carried out feet first at the age of 93? I don't know the answers because the future is A MYSTERY.

A captain of industry reports

Today when placing a print in a clip frame, I accidentally broke the glass in the frame. This was the second time this has happened; on the previous occasion, I knelt on Michael Moore's fat face. I believe this was symbolic of the parting of the ways between me and the chubby polemicist as he completed his transition from thinker to man-brand.

Either that or I am just a clumsy oaf.

Thank you, dear readers, for 9 replies in a day to my previous post. This indicates interest, and I respond to market forces in the only way I know how - with ACTION. Hence my barbecue drawing will, after some careful infill with my best pens, form the next Scary Go Round annual tea-towel. This kind of readeractive market research is how I know that a. I haven't designed a tshirt anyone really liked since "Books Rule" and b. that no one wants me to write any more posts about music.

PS I have thought of a title for the next Scary Go Round collection, which I am very pleased about. It's almost too good a title for one of my crummy books.