Well, this update certainly took me long enough! Tune in every goddamn day until I post the stomach-clenching conclusion to Out of the Frying Pan!
Right now you are probably not here. Right now you are probably adding red, white and blue stripes to your Facebook profile picture to remind people that you care when folks get blow’d up in France, just the same way you cared about gays getting married when last you added colored stripes to your face. Good for you! You are really making a difference.
If you have spared a thought for this site at all, it was probably to wonder where the next Deep Fried strip is. “How hard can it be to finish a damn story?” you ask through stripe-ed lips.
Believe me: fucking hard. At least it is when you’ve got a comic book to finish first. Yes, as usual, delivering my Kickstarter obligations is a birthing process not unlike the one John Hurt went through in Alien. It is all I can do to not sit down on some railroad tracks and wait, smiling, for 800 tons of metal to end the pain.
So, bear with me for the remainder of November. PEEK will be out the door to the printers on December 1st, and then I will be able to deliver the final, shocking page that will conclude “Out of the Frying Pan”, and set the stage for suicide attempts to come!
BUFFALO! The name of New York’s greatest city evokes a smelly, fur-covered beast, and this past weekend you could have stood shoulder to shoulder with dozens of comic fans who met that exact description at the glorious Buffalo Comicon! Yes, furries, Furiosas and fur-REEKS of all kinds stopped taking their meds and gathered at the Buffalo-Niagara Convention Center to tell the world that they will not be silent! (And also that, sorry, they had spent all their money but did I have a business card they could take?)
Thanks muchly to Nigel Carrington, Howard Cadmus and my other buds who made the convention great, and especially comic pimp Emil Novak, who put the show together. I’d also like to thank Square, the credit card service, for creating a swipe-device that can accept chicken wings as payments.
I recently checked my site stats to see exactly what percentage of my website’s hits are coming from customers for black market shoes (thanks to the hacker attacks that colonize my website server every month or so), and in so doing discovered possibly the funniest thing ever: the search terms that are bringing the majority of traffic to my website.
Without further ado, here are the top ten searches that bring people to Whatisdeepfried.com!
10) Gut Punch
9) Schrodinger’s Emoticon
8) FTM Breasts Comic
7) Charlie Brown Porn
6) Psylocke Suck Huge Dick
5) Anime Big Dick
4) Posion Ivy Blowjob
3) www. What Shop Hot Video
2) A Boy Catching Girl Anus
And the number one search term putting food on my plate:
1) Jason Tundplutt!
BALTIMORE! Of all America’s major cities, Only the name “Detroit” evokes more crotch-wetting! My entire time at the Baltimore Comic-Con was spent worrying that I might fall prey to race riot, be “Death Proofed” to death in the back of a paddy wagon, or become the latest victim of that wascally stick-up artist Omar! You would think that being surrounded by the world’s greatest heroes would put my mind at ease, but as usual, cosplayer haters gonna cosplayer hate!
That’s all for now, space campers! My thanks to everyone who came by my table (especially the fans!) I’m sorry I couldn’t stay longer, but as soon as I heard someone in the hall whistling “The Farmer in the Dell”, I knew it was time to book it.