I may just have found the very most awesome book in the history of ever. Ever.


"Take that, cobber!" "Achtung!" "BANZAI!" "Donner Und Blitzen!" "Ye Gods!"

Hoo boy.

Labels: books, comix

Sorry for not posting more. Sorry for mixing up the publishing of the last Friday Farce, and Monday Mystery. Sorry for well.. sorry for not having a farce today, either.




Truthfully, it's been a bit hard to concentrate, what with bloody Kerry Prendergast getting another term as mayor of Wellington, and the country being overrun by terrorists.

Yeah.. so..

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At least go here, there's been another installment by The Commonsense Nihilist to his graphic novel.

Labels: cat photos, comix, lol, miscellany

We've had Albert Kuvezin and Yat Kha, his Tuvan throat-singing rock band, before -- but that's no reason not to have him again.

Albert Kuvezin and Yat Kha - Orgasmatron (1.76 MB mp3: right-click and Save As to download; play using the handy little embedded player below)

Like I said:

.. at least is as comical as a drunk Irish pub band featuring a retarded Rumanian vampire/Dr. Frank-N-Furter-wannabe on vocals. Or something ..

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And now for the rest of the news:

"Don't Tase Me, Bro!"
University of Florida student Andrew Meyer barges in line to harangue Massachusetts senator John Kerry during a campus talk that day; he refuses to pipe down after being asked to by the forum's organizers, police haul him off, force him to the ground and taser him.

Tom: Someone (I think it was either Jon Stewart or Stephen Colbert) apparently described the incident as "a unique combination of police brutality and student douchebaggery". While it's an appalling example of the taser-happiness of the US police (here's another example: a guy tasered for the unforgivable crime of riding a bike), it's hard not to be reminded of Eric Idle in The Holy Grail: "Help, I'm being oppressed!", "Come see the violence inherent in the system!"

God Bless America!

Art or Bio-Terrorism? Justice Department makes big mistake
When a New York professor called 911 for his wife's heart attack, they mistook his science equipment for bioterrorism supplies. He was detained for 22 hours, they cordoned off his block, and searched his house in hazmat suits. When they realized there was nothing harmful there, they decided to prosecute him for "mail fraud" for buying the supplies!

No, god Bless America!

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Busty tourist 'humiliated' at casino
A night of celebration turned to humiliation when an English tourist's "offensive" breasts upset fellow punters at the Christchurch Casino.

In all seriousness, though, DO bless women with colossal boobs -- god knows they don't have an easy time of it.

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There's been another installment by The Commonsense Nihilist to his graphic novel, as well as some more notes.

Labels: comix, freedom-hating, Friday farce, misanthropy, music

I have been speculating for some time about what this is (on the pavement in Ghuznee Street outside Hamish McKay and Bowen Galleries):


One Moment Caller has speculated that it's the base of a sculpture, and made a purty wire-frame representation of it.



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A song:

The Legend! - Melt The Guns (2.33 MB mp3: right-click and Save As to download; play using player below)

From the 1987 Creation Records compilation WOW Wild Summer.

Labels: art, comix, miscellany, music, photos

Over on White Fungus News, Tim has made a comic (click to see bigger).

Labels: comix

The Stumps show seemed to go quite well the other night, although the recording would seem to suggest otherwise. Honestly, but -- when do they not, eh? Live recordings, man *shudders*

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I tell you what, fucking Telecom had better get their shit sorted out pronto. Not only did they make a complete balls-up of the recent move to their new Yahoo|Xtra email system, but they have obviously fucked up their spam-trapping somewhere along the line. I am being absolutely inundated with spam now; before the changeover, I was lucky if I saw one a day in my Inbox.

It's nice of them to give us one week's free internet as compensation for the email problems, but frankly, they can keep it -- just sort out the spam, guys. On the plus side, their new webmail client is streets ahead of the previous one -- so cheers to that -- though I dread to imagine how badly it's going to not work on my cellphone, or PDA.

A Facelift parody of the Yahoo|Xtra email trouble on Michael Gregg's blog.

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The Commonsense Nihilist has published a set of background notes on his graphic novel. These are in their own right very interesting, but in addition they shed -- in some cases, crucial -- extra illumination on the goings-on in the comic.

His working title for the work is The New World: A revenge fantasy, which I quite like.

An index to proceedings:
Here is a link to the first instalment.
Here is a link to the second instalment.

I'll probably keep doing this, mainly on the off-chance someone is interested, but not so interested as to yet have loaded his URL into a feed-reader.

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I drew this before, on my friend Martha's wall, on Facebook. It's the avenging croco-angel of modernism.


There was some debate initially as to whether or not it was actually a bird-angel, but I cleared up any confusion when I pointed out that bird-angels don't wear all-in-one flannelette jump-suits with built-in booties -- that privilege is reserved solely for croco-angels.

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Can you tell I'm stalling? My phone's battery died, and I can't get the photos I want/need off it.

Labels: comix, miscellany, stumps

Contrary to my best intentions and my better judgment, I have given myself over to ranting in public again. (and here; and here.) I'm not sure why I hate every-fucking-one lately, but I had it pointed out to me that for about a month I had been scowling at everyone else in the office. And so on. Go me.

But I was reading Jason Mulgrew and I had to chuckle:

One of the plays we read in this class was Moliere’s The Misanthrope. The play is about this dude who basically doesn’t give an F. A guy that he knows wrote this terrible poem and rather than say it was good to be polite, the protagonist says it sucks. Hilarity ensues. The main character eschews politeness and social convention because he doesn’t want to play nice, and in the end goes off and lives alone in a cave somewhere. I think.

I've already posited the suggestion elsewhere that I should fuck off and live in a cave; Jason has followed-up a detailing of his own mounting misanthropy with the amusing solutions he entertains as alternatives (cocaine; starting an exclusive social club). I'm not sure I like either, but since I identify fairly strongly with his remark that:

it has become apparent to me that I hate other people. I’ve always had an inkling that I disliked being around people I didn’t know, but I’m finding that as I’m getting older, this "dislike" is growing into something like "rageful passion."

.. I suspect that before it gets any worse, I may have to resort to some form of therapeutic outlet.

Don't worry, though -- I don't own a gun. Nor do I particularly have the stomach for killin' stuff.

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I thought I might mention that the Commonsense Nihilist has posted the next section of his graphic novel project; it's good stuff.

Labels: comix, misanthropy

Being hungover is like winning the lottery, except they pay you in pink sweaters that have a picture of a bear on them. The bear is wearing a watch and pointing to it; the bear is saying "School time".


Dinosaur comics.

Labels: comix, debauchery, miscellany

I was trying to remain calm and positive in the face of reports from the U.S. that (1) Democratic presidential candidate Senator Barack Obama warned that he'd invade Pakistan in order to strike against al Qaeda, and (2) congressman Tom Tancredo suggested that the U.S. should "take out" Islamic holy sites, including Mecca. Way to go, retards. Way to stir up the ol' hornets nest even more. Could you guys just fuck off and leave the rest of us to get on with it? D'ya think?


I was struggling to remain chipper despite the encouraging reports that Venezuelan prez Hugo Chavez is continuing his peaceful economic revolution, and gathering support from other nations in the process. Holy shit. Harvesting a country's natural mineral wealth and, umm, funneling the proceeds back into the betterment and sustenance of the country and it's population? Outrageous.


I was fighting -- and failing -- to quell the urge to be WAY impressed at the Commonsense Nihilist's new project, a graphic novel involving himself, several artistic heroes, a time machine, and changing the course of history -- including the discovery of America. Not only does his idea rule, but he said he's going to do something and bugger me if he doesn't up and go and do it. Inspirational.

So it's not all bad news, is it.

Labels: comix, freedom-hating, heroes, misanthropy

If you're not already into the XKCD webcomic, you might consider becoming so at your earliest convenience.

Labels: comix, props

This fifteen part daily comic strip, by British illustrator Tom Gauld, appeared in the Guardian between 20th December 2004 and 7th January 2005.

It's the funniest thing I've seen in ages. Especially strip 2. Managing to convey accurately and entertainingly the concerns of the modern artist whilst in a Neolithic setting is no small or insignificant feat; Gauld pulls it off with ease.

Hunter and Painter depicts the artist as he struggles to come up with the "difficult second album", music-lore-speak for the less-accessible sophomore effort from a lauded new musician or band, and we are all reminded that, when it comes down to it, more or less we've all "got to keep the customer satisfied".

[Tom Gauld's site].

Labels: comix