This week and next I’ll be guest-blogging about San Francisco neighborhoods, real estate, transit and other pertinent junk over at Curbed SF. You might remember I was the editor of Curbed SF back in 2008. It’s kind of fun to be back on my old beat, but I’d forgotten how stressful quota blogging is — especially when it comes to the snarky commenters. For as much as I complain about it, I kind of like the self-congratulatory back-patting world of comics a bit better.
I’m down to my last 25 copies or so of This is What Concerns Me, Remainders and Favorites and I’m still on the fence about whether or not I will reprint them any time soon. So if you haven’t already, you might want to get on that.
In other news, I would tell you about my Census employment but I’d face five years in prison and/or a $250,000 fine! So you’ll just have to wait for the comics after my tour of duty is officially over.
The Bay Area was out in full force at this year’s Stumptown Comics Festival in Portland, Oregon. We had an action-packed table, with all sorts of new comics, including my new full-color Israel travelogue Notes on Conflict, which is now up for sale in the store. Look how excited we are! (That may or may not be because we just ate some rad fried pies from a food cart, though.)
I was also on a panel about local printing and publishing that I wish I’d recorded, as it was a really lively and interesting discussion between a diverse group of people. Plus it reinforced to me how awesome printing on newsprint is, especially given how web presses are hurting with shrinking newspapers right now. I think even more comics and zine newspaper projects will be popping up soon as a result.
I’d never been on a convention panel before and this was a really great experience. People were even taking notes!!
While my sales weren’t exactly amazing at Stumptown, I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun at a show, so I call it a success. You’ll have to wait for specifics, though: my piece for the Daily Crosshatch ain’t going live ’til Monday.
Stumptown was super great and I am super fried. I’ll be writing up a piece on the festival this week for the Daily Crosshatch, as well as, I’m sure, some extra blogging here. But for now, I leave you with this little gem. Not too awkward, right? Sorry, Comic-Con.
This is my comic that will debut at Stumptown next weekend in Portland, Oregon. Full-color, 24-pages, con special price of $5. You pay that much for xeroxed shit! ‘Cause you’re a sucker! I mean, no, because you’re a patron of the arts!!
I’ll be tabling with local favorites Melanie Lewis, Damien Jay, Joey Sayers, and Elenore Toczynski, who I am not linking here because yes, that is how lazy I am, and they are already linked over there in the sidebar okay? Jeez.
For those of you who might be interested in keeping abreast of the more personal topics I sometimes cover on this blog, I suggest you check out this new ridiculous thing I am doing, wherein I don’t eat any goddamn food for a month. I’ve undertaken a 30-day juice fast “cleanse” to coincide with the natural hibernation, pre-spring fat burn that I guess is about as “natural” as using a terrifying device to strip all the stomach-filling fiber from delicious, delicious produce. Recipes, photos, and generally TMI. Seriously, you guys, I am learning so much about colons.
Another victory for peer pressure and the internet time-suck: I joined Formspring over here, where you ask questions of people and they answer them. I don’t know if there’s any information you’re really looking to extract from me, but if so, fire away.
My story is finally finished! You can check it out at Spot.Us. 4,000 words!? In its hugeness, it looks like the graphic might be breaking their site though — if you can’t get it to work, try this mirror. And let me know what you think! The project is finished, but we’re still looking for the last $70 in funding if we can get it — donations will be open through Friday.
I heard this Craig Morgan song for the first time a couple weeks ago in the car; I guess it’s a sensation. I played it for my roommate and she said it reminded her of this MGMT video. So, well, here you go — mashed for your pleasure. YouTube killed it immediately but maybe it will live on at Vimeo.
