Geoffry brushed his teeth. He brushed them slowly and deliberately trying to hold on to one action so that he wouldn't vomit. His mind was a dull throb barley having been able to force his feet into his Homer Simpson head slippers. He spat into the sink and took a palm fool of water splashing his face with it. His bathrobe loosely tide he stumbled into the kitchen. 'Bacon?' he thought as he held onto the door frame.
"It;s your turn to take the trash out." Geoffry's room mate chirped. Henrietta, had been named after was four eight but perpetually pranced on her tiptoes. At times she was painfully cheerful.
"What's for breakfast, Hen?" She just kept dancing around the kitchen stirring eggs and putting toast in the toaster oven. "What? Did I do something last night?" Instead of responding Henrietta stopped and just looked at Geoffry. He thought what she must see. His disheveled hair and suntanned skin. If only she were a little taller and maybe not such big hips but then again-
"Geoffers!" Came a muffled yawn from his bedroom behind him. Henrietta smirked and resumed her breakfast. Geoffry turned and saw a girl curled up in his bed she seemed to be just starting to realize that she had a hangover.
"Hen, who is that?" Geoffry breathed between his teeth. "Hen, come on I seriously had no idea when I came in here."
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Let me tell you a story about a man...
It is difficult for me to tell you much about the intimate and personal characteristics of said man, because I have personally never met him. But thankfully he is a man of high stature and has accrued some amount of fame over the course of his career, and according to all accounts, this man is perhaps the nicest, cleanest man in the business. When I say cleanest, I'm not speaking to his personal hygiene, I'm referring to the way in which he does his job. For there are other, younger men, who have also garnered much fame, money, and accomplishments by occasionally using tactics that our protagonist would deem dishonorable. But he never speaks a bad word about any of his colleagues, and is has humble as they come, occasionally verging on the point of being self-deprecating.
But despite these admirable qualities and his large amount of talent and skill, this man has never achieved the one thing all men in his field value the most: a championship. You see, in his profession, at the end of each year a championship is given out, and unfortunately our protagonist has never won one. That isn't to say he hasn't come close. In fact he's come close more than most. He's finished in second place a whopping 4 times, and in the top 5 many more than that. Not only is he considered the nicest man in his field never to win said championship, but he's also the best who's yet to win one. All this, despite having never having the best equipment, or being with the best organization.
And over the course of his career he's endured more than his share of almosts and near misses. He's battled through injury and personal loss only to come up just short. The toll that this has had on him caused our protagonist to go through a two year semi-retirement. But then, at the ripe old age of 50, arguably the best organization in his field offered to give him one more chance. One more shot to compete with men half his age and prove to the world and to himself what he is actually capable of.
But despite these admirable qualities and his large amount of talent and skill, this man has never achieved the one thing all men in his field value the most: a championship. You see, in his profession, at the end of each year a championship is given out, and unfortunately our protagonist has never won one. That isn't to say he hasn't come close. In fact he's come close more than most. He's finished in second place a whopping 4 times, and in the top 5 many more than that. Not only is he considered the nicest man in his field never to win said championship, but he's also the best who's yet to win one. All this, despite having never having the best equipment, or being with the best organization.
And over the course of his career he's endured more than his share of almosts and near misses. He's battled through injury and personal loss only to come up just short. The toll that this has had on him caused our protagonist to go through a two year semi-retirement. But then, at the ripe old age of 50, arguably the best organization in his field offered to give him one more chance. One more shot to compete with men half his age and prove to the world and to himself what he is actually capable of.
Comic #1
This is the first of a series of comics that we were hoping to do. Since we lack the finesse to draw, I hope that you're satisfied with amateur photography.
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