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INVADER ZIM Fact #1

The original motion capture suit for the ZIM character

The original motion capture suit for the ZIM character

To this day when my head is as elsewhere as it can be, fans still write to me or come up to me at conventions or toilet stalls to ask this or that about INVADER ZIM, and equally as impressive as the show’s staying power is the seeming toxicity of the incorrect information surrounding the show.  Even looking up the IMDB or Wikipedia info comes up with stuff that I don’t recognize as being entirely accurate, so I can see how people can be a bit off when recounting “the truth” about the show and its production.

What’s more bothersome, though, is the manner in which the information gets spread, passed on from person to person, spreading like a virus that doesn’t have any room for anything but absolutes.  This particular virus is a stupid, ignorant virus, however, seemingly proud to pass along ANY bit of information about a thing it is obsessed with no matter how painfully wrong it is.

So here I am to relate the first of many facts throughout the month of March!  I do this because I am fucking awesome.
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Pre-Game Lobby

So last month, maybe two months ago (hard to keep track of time when you’re thousands of years old, get what I’m sayin’?) 2K games sends out one of those probes, not unlike the one they send down to Hoth at the start of Empire.  I fucking LOVED that probe when I was a kid, all the arms and the lenses – it was pretty much my kind of probe, ya know?

Anyhow, the 2K probe showed up and asked if I’d be interested in doing one of those Xbox Live things where you play a certain game with fans, in this case playing Bioshock 2 with people.  Now, if you’re in the know, which you are (this is where I ruffle your hair good-naturedly, then wink at you and creep the living fuck out of you) you know that I’m kind of known for being somewhat bemused by the general perception of my fans.  I’m not exactly known for having a huge audience of gamers so much as I am for attracting people who were apparently taken over by parasites that only now forming the connections to their hosts’ communication centers.

That’s not saying they’re all like that!  It’s just that there are so many that those are the ones that make the most noise when I say things like “Some of these people make me sick to my stomach” or other such passing comments based on HARD FACT.  And a few are gamers, even!  That group of folks that showed up at PAX – awesome people.  Lovely, polite, and either uninfected or inhabited by parasites that have been around long enough to be able to convey thoughts and ideas without making everyone around them incredibly uncomfortable!  Man…I miss those people.

But then I got to thinking about it:  What if the people I end up playing with ARE the hideous ones, the ones that think that everything I say or do is a reference to my own work, as if I am constantly bathing in a stew of self reference?  The object of the game is to light these people on fire and shoot them in the face!  What better matchup, what better pairing of differing aspirations?!

So I said yes and I’m sure it’ll be fine and I’m sure I’ll get my bloody ass kicked bloody because I’m not that good at the multiplayer in that game from what I have experienced.  I’ve played it a bit and it’s a more old-school, bang your dead before you turn around to see who is filling you with lead kind of game.  But I hope to get in a few lucky shots.

Still, I’m not entirely sure how this whole thing is supposed to go down.  I had assumed it would be me in a lobby of constantly rotating fans, going into matches and then playing a different group each time.  But I realize that that’s not how Xbox Live works.  There’s no real way to mediate this other than to do it myself, so that’s going to be a bit odd and somewhat clumsy the way I am thinking of it.  If I accept a game invite, will I simply be playing with that one person that invited me as well as a bunch of people who don’t  necessarily want to play with me but have been thrown into the mix by the matching process?

And if I am in a party, and invite people that have sent friend requests, do I tell them all to leave after each match and then fill it with more people?  Very time consuming if that’s the case.  Now I wonder how all those other luminaries feature on the dashboard have dealt with this and other mysteries.

Ah, well.  I’ll tell you how it went down after it goes down later tonight.  Back to work.

Chubby Justice.

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Contrary to what my neighbors will tell you, I am a man (mostly machine) of highly developed morals, and anyone that challenges that statement is just begging to be tied up and raped with the corpse of my neighbors’ cat. I’m just kidding, there – that lil guy’s still alive.

As evidence of this claim (the morality one, not the decree to molest people with a cat), I present you, dear reader, with an actual conversation I recently had with E. Gauger on the heady subjects of religion, criminal justice, and fusing the morbidly obese to couches.
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The road to inner peace is terrible violence.

Now, in most parts, I’m known as a bit of a pioneer in the field of plant pornography, and though, sure, I’ve done my fair share of acting and directing in films that feature people having sex with a crazy assortment of plants in an astounding array of exotic locales, I’m also an on-again off-again cartoonist.

So, sorry if you came to be regaled by yet another incredible tale of me naked with naked plants – maybe some other time, eh? No, today is for a bit of a glimpse into the lesser seen of my lesser known sides, the comics side.

I’ve included a two pager, here fused into one tall page, that I did for someone’s musical collection album a few years back. They asked for pretty much whatever I wanted to do, so there was no real connection to any themes present in the album, which freed me up quite a bit. Honestly, I’m never very happy when people tell me to do a particular thing, and that tends to get me into a lot of trouble at grocery stores when asked to pay for all that stuff I plan on eating. Anyhow, the little comic was only included in a special edition of the album’s release and I figured the rest of the universe should check it out instead of those dirty types who get suckered into paying more for pretty much the same thing only with more pictures in it.

I hope you enjoy it and share it with your kids when they’re old enough to start resenting you for your questionable tastes.

Click on the preview to really get in on the action, yeah?

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Aaron A: Ham Chamber Visionary

The Horror.  The Horror

The Horror. The Horror

I’m not sure why it took so long to come to this, but Aaron A. has put his considerable talents to monstrous use to create this terrifying print depicting the Ham Chamber Horror as written about in the Ham Chamber Manifesto several years ago. Grab a piece of one of the darkest chapters in our collective history over at Aaron’s Etsy store.

What follows is the original Ham Chamber post as detailed back when the world was still young and Michael Jacksons still roamed the Earth.

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