|
|
|
|
|
|
Previous
| Main |
Next
Continually
updated...
ARCHIVES
Friday, September 17, 2004
The hurricane
New Space Monkeys! comic is up, against all odds and the laws of time and space. I can't believe it got posted today, seriously.
Enjoy! And have a great weekend.
posted
by Omar G. at 1:14 PM
Festing
If there was a sign that said, instead of "Gone Fishin' ", "Gone ACLin' ", I'd be hanging it on my desk monitor right now.
The ACL fest has long approached, shiny in its benevolence, promising such treats at The Pixies, Modest Mouse and Solomon Burke. The schedule is so packed with musical goodness, that in some cases you have to pick between, say, David Garza and Cake, or Blind Boys of Alabama and Roseanne Cash, choices that not even Sophie should be forced to make.
PJ is coming up to meet me out there today. Tomorrow, Rebecca joins the musical quest. We're very excited.
No comic up yet, but it may get posted in the next few hours. We'll be taking photos and maybe doing some updating over the weekend about our adventures. As you can imagine, things are a little hectic for the Gallaga clan today.
posted
by Omar G. at 9:44 AM
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
The last Braff
Because I haven't mentioned Zach Braff enough this week, there's a new Space Monkeys! comic complete with... well, Hell, just go check it out. Zach Braff is in it.
posted
by Omar G. at 9:45 AM
More bitching. I like to bitch.
Tonight I was all excited because I got off work early. At midnight.
I got off work early at midnight.
This was an early night.
Jesus fucking Christ.
But I'm liking it, sorta. Is that sick, or what?
posted
by Omar G. at 1:47 AM
Monday, September 13, 2004
Curses
PJ threw out his back doing gods-knows-what so no new comic today. I'm expecting the next comic to be delayed because his house is built on an Indian burial ground and the whole thing gets sucked up, taking his computer with it.
We did a cool show on Saturday at The Hideout. It was a short set, but we rocked it like a damn stone quarry. It was part of the Out of Bounds Improv fest, where I got to meet Mr. Shannon McCormick, who also does voice work for The Getbackers, and whom I'd never met face-to-face. That was really cool and weird. He said, "Limitless Fortress" and I knew exactly what he was talking about.
Sunday, I saw Garden State, which I, of course, loved. It didn't hurt that a woman I work with who'd seen the movie told me I reminded her of The Braff. I'm only telling you that because it makes my ego feel 10 feet tall and puffs me up like a puffy-lipped peacock. That's the only reason why. That and because it totally validates the time I yelled to Rebecca, "HE LOOKS JUST LIKE ME!" when they did a flashback on Scrubs to J.D.'s prom and he had the American-Indian mullet 'do that I was sporting back in the day.
They also showed the Best of Jon Lovitz on Saturday Night Live this weekend (shut up, you, if you think that's an oxymoron). I used to get that people thought my facial features looked like Jon Lovitz, too. So which is it, people? Braff or Lovitz? Because there is a hu-hu-uuuuuuge gulf of attractiveness between those two men.
You think I'm pretty, right?
And don't say I look like Jamie Farr. Or Jon Cryer.
All right, Jon Cryer wouldn't be so bad.
posted
by Omar G. at 1:38 PM
Previous
| Main |
Next
|
|