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Friends, Romans, countrymen… all are falling victim to the flu that is ravaging our nation, and I am no exception! And so, the Kickstarter I planned to launch this week to fund the reprint of Weapon Brown must be put off one week while I let the mysterious elixir known as Nyquil fight the battle I am too weak to fight on my own.
So, tune in next Monday for the launch! And here is a glimpse of some of the glory that awaits you when you do!
The Year of Death Ray Graphics (that’s what the Chinese are calling 2018, at least) is underway! If you did not know that, then I curse the mainstream media for distracting you with nonsense like that “Nunes Memo” shit. Damn you, Nunes!
But it’s true! It’s my year and you’re just living in it! And the first stage of my endless 2018 product launches is the upcoming Kickstarter to fund a new run of Weapon Brown! Yes, my hated fans have bought up all of my Weapon Brown graphic novels, forcing me to run a Kickstarter to buy more! This is capitalism, folks! An endless cycle of never-enough-for-anyone!
The campaign launches Monday, February 12th, and is not only designed to put Weapon Brown back into print, but to fund a brand NEW Weapon Brown product as well! That comic book will be called Weapon Brown: Aftershock, and it will be a 48-page epilogue to the Chuck’s journey, telling tales out if school about your favorite round-headed sonofabitch. I’ ve had this idea on my mind for a while, so finger’s crossed!
I will have more details and promo art to share soon, but in the meantime, get excited! And if you feel like adding your name to my mailing list (right below the weekly), you may receive a special goody right before the campaign launches, just to prove that I love you (or don’t love you, as my goodies ultimately reveal. Hey, I was raised by emotionally distant hobo parents! What do you expect from me??)
…But guess what comic book is number one on this list? (In the “not hated” category, that is. Jeez, you think I’m bragging about being hated? My self-esteem is low, but not “Baked Alaska” low!)
At last, the “Costume Drama” storyline is in the bag! I offer a big “thank you” to all the people who have contacted me telling me to hurry up and get this done… I’m always pleased to know that I have anxious fans!
I plan to have the print edition of this story (which is the second chapter of Deep Fried: The Hero’s Journey) for sale as soon as possible. In the meantime, please send your “fan mail” formatted fan mail to me at comic(at)whatisdeepfried.com so that I don’t have a dang blank page in the book, consarnit! (BTW, fan mail is always more appreciated when it references Deep Fried and its storylines, not my work in general or my hygiene. Just, y’know, letting you know.)
A couple of weeks past the New Year is longer than I wanted to take completing this storyline, but its still pretty good considering my usual update habits. But now it is 2018! So much awaits us! A terrible Han Solo movie and an ugly and overlong election season will surely be the high points of the coming year, but I would also like to make 2018 the year I bring as many new products to market as possible!
First, however I intend to bring an old product back to market! For many months customer demand has been high for more print edition of Weapon Brown, which has been sold out for most of a year. I intend to satisfy this by running a new Kickstarter in February, and I hope I can get as many of you as possible to help out and spread the word when this launches on February 5th. Not only will this mean more copies of the Weapon Brown graphic novel for the world, but if all goes well, a whole NEW Weapon Brown product will come out of this: an epilogue to the main story that I am calling Weapon Brown: Aftershock. If you’ve always wanted one more hit off the Weapon Brown bong, your dreams may be about to come true!
There is also the next issue of PEEK! to get stoked for, as well as the conclusion to the first arc of Kobayashi Maru and what I hope will be its bright-but-dark future in comic shops. I will introduce all these ventures as they take shape.
Naturally, I will also be bringing you new weekly comics! Next week begins the first of several installments of my revolting auto-bio strip “Jason’s Creamy Filling”. This will run for a bit while I rev the engine for my Kickstarter and get the next issue of Deep Fried formatted. See you in seven!
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There they are, folks: the very last of the Weapon Brown graphic novels I had printed in 2014, now sold and shipped!
The past year was very good for Weapon Brown. An uptick in interest from a new wave of people who had never heard of Chuck slowly but deliberately cleaned out my stock. As is sometimes the curse of success, I am now sold out of my most popular product, and printing another run will cost more than I can afford.
So, perhaps another Kickstarter is on the horizon! In the meantime, thanks again everyone who made the entire Weapon Brown project such a success.
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I hit the road last weekend for Erie, Pensylvania to attend the Erie Library Comic-Con, only to find out that I had been tricked! I was led to believe that the convention was being held in Eyrie, PA, and I was greatly disappointed to find that the show’s location, Basement Transmissions, had no moon door through which I could make little men fly! (I did toss a few children out of a window, but it just wasn’t the same).
The deception was double, in fact, as I soon realized I had been lured from the safe harbors of my home in Snowflakia, New York to hawk my wares in dreaded…Trump Country!
I made the best of a bad situation, but as usual, bodily injury was never more than a few costumed jerks away!
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All dressed up and no place to go! But at least, for the first time in my life, I was color coordinated.
What button do I push to make you disappear, weirdo?
Spawn meets a jawa? Whatever… just so long as Ryan Reynolds plays you in the movie.
This little girl was so adorable! But then we got into a heated discussion about whether or not genre movies really needed more “strong female role models” or if that is just an excuse for liberal pandering, and to be quite honest, she turned into a straight-up bee-yotch.
I’m sorry! The “Boba Fat” joke was way out of line! (BTW, how’d you escape the sarlacc? Did’ja got stuck halfway down it’s throat??)
This dame puts the “leg” in “Legolas”! Oh… wait. You’re Link, aren’t you? Fuck. Just get out of my shot.
Wow! Half Logan, half Deathstroke! That makes you the most badass killer of all time! So… you gonna buy something or what?
“I sold my beard to buy you a hair pick! But… you sold your afro to buy me a bottle of beard oil?? OH THE IRONY!!”
KWAII! I’m sure your parents are charmed by your cosplaying!
And I’m sure YOUR parents wish they hadn’t scrimped and saved to pay for your college tuition, since you are obviously destined for a career at Delta Sonic! Hey, how much for a touchless wash, dork??
AAAARGH! Keep the change!
My Zardoz poster is starting to take shape…
…And look! Once again I am changing the face of culture!
Buy my expensive hardcover edition of Weapon Brown over the digital version for the reasons spelled out here!
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Hoo baby, have I been busy! Some fukkin’ Interweb channel went and pimped Weapon Brown, and now people are, like, ordering it and shit! Do you know how long it takes me to package and ship these books?!  Thanks for nothing except a couple extra grand in my bank account, Total Nerd!!
Meanwhile, one of my customers put a bunch of Weapon Brown pages into a frame. Dammit, I’m more than just Weapon Brown!! Doesn’t anyone care about my recipe book for gluten-free sorghum and quinoa pastries? Only $65.00 buys you the Kindel edition!
I know what you really want out of me: dank memes! So here’s something to post to the Facebook of the alt-righter in your family!
(I have fun.)
Bang the cymbals and toot the shofar! All of you who have dwelt in the desert awaiting my return; ye faithful, desperate for the amusements that only I can provide…  you may cease whipping yourselves with knotted cords! Your master has returned, and the cartoon exile is over!
(Well, in a month it will be over! Go pull your knotted cords out of the bonfire. There’s still time for a little more whipping.)
Job opportunities, travel and soul searching have kept me away from my cartoon duties for the past several months, but I am returning to form, fresh and ready to reclaim your love and disposable income!
Here is what you can look forward to, starting in early June:
The Return of Deep Fried
Your favorite trio of misanthropes return in weekly installments beginning next month! Squints dives into his new job, eager to rejoin the rat race, but finds himself tested by his weird new boss. Meanwhile, Beepo struggles with feelings of abandonment caused by Roadkill’s disappearance while fighting with his conscience over his relationship with Asparagus. Things are going to get creepy in the most wonderful ways!
Deep Fried: The Hero’s Journey #1
The most recent Deep Fried storyline, “Out of the Frying Pan”, will be available as a downloadable digital comic complete with covers and everything. I’m also working on a print edition for you Lorax-hating tree killers.
This issue of Deep Fried (the first official Deep Fried comic book since the fourth issue of volume 2 was published several years ago)  marks the beginning of Deep Fried’s new format, focusing on the adventures of Beepo, Roadkill and Squints exclusively (my other humorous nonsense will now go into the pages of PEEK!) The first arc of this new format, which I imagine will run to four issues, will be called Deep Fried: The Hero’s Journey, and will follow the cast as they each embark  on life-altering odysseys of fun, love and perversion.
Project X!
Good news for fans of my action-oriented work, such as Weapon Brown! Starting in September I will be debuting a new thrilling-yet-humorous comic series on this site that I’m sure will scratch your itch for the outrageous.
Here is what I am prepared to say at this time:
I have long wanted to tell a story set in outer space. I love sci-fi and all the opportunities for the weird and the wonderful it allows. And, as you already know, I love parody. What could I have in mind…?
You will find out! I will include the first preview of this new project in the downloadable edition of The Hero’s Journey #1, and I will be releasing more and more details as September approaches.
There you go: the agenda that will have me working my fingers to the bone for years to come!
My God, why have you forsaken me?
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Yesterday I was aught showing my filthy goods to an unsuspecting world at the Bread and Water Theater in Rochester, NY to kick off their production of Dog Sees God: Confessions of a Teenage Blockhead. A whole buncha my art is hanging on their walls and will be until March 13th. Chekka check it out!
And if that’s not enough, I’ll be doing a signing at Rochester’s Comics Etc. comic bookery on Sunday, March 12th from noon until five. Chekka check that out to!
Hmmm… I smell smoke. I better chekka check on my pizza rolls…
Me, myself, and a lot of merch I really don’t want to lug home.
My friends… or are they?? I’ll know after I bring out the drill.
If you live near Rochester, New York, then 1) How about this fucked-up winter, amirght??, and 2) Come see me in person on February 26th at the Bread and Water Theater! The folks in charge are running a gallery show of my Weapon Brown artwork to coincide with their production of Dog Sees God: Confessions of a Teenage Blockhead. Come for the play, stay for the ME!
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!
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| There she is– my beautiful table at the 2015 Baltimore Comic-Con! I am hiding underneath the table, praying for deliverance from the blows which are sure to come. |
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| This is Chuck, aka “Western Wonder”, aka “Brokeback Captain America.” |
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| This year’s winners on “Naked and Afraid” are overcompensating in the wrong direction, methinks. |
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| I love the She Hulk outfit, and the fella really nailed his Paul Walker costume! |
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| Gkkk! Too…soon?? |
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| This is Master Roshi (left) and Mr. Satan. At least, that’s what they are called in the Japanese version of DBZ. In America, Mr. Satan is “Mr. Hercules”, and Master Roshi is “Master Tentacle Porn Addict”. |
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| I thought these were tricker treaters, but they are actually some of our country’s patriotic Avengers who were in town on shore leave and looking for a good time. |
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| …and what luck! Along came a pimp with a few superheroines of the night. (Careful ladies… the Hulk’s a freak!) |
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| What has two thumbs, a goofy ass expression on their face, and will gladly hump any Leia, no matter how ridiculous? |
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| This guy! |
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| A little karma for implying that the Powerpuff Girls are hoors. I deserved it!! |
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| The Baltimore Comic-Con is a lot like Fhloston Paradise: the same sci-fi weirdos in preposterous costumes, but a lot more geek reek! |
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| Regis Philbin ATTACKS! |
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| “28 days, six hours, 42 minutes and 12 seconds. That is when the world will end.” |
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| Napoleon Dynamite, meet Black Dynamite! Oh shit, my friend Jimmy “J.J.” Walker is going to be so pissed that he missed you guys! |
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| Jason Vorheese has leveled up! |
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| After this photo was taken, the poor lad on the right was mugged by some guy with a mustache. (Of course, why was the kid holding so many gold coins in his head? He knew he was asking for trouble!) |
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| I like you as you are Fiona, but we’re never going to win the Poké Cup if you don’t evolve! Let me just apply this fire stone I’ve acquired… |
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| BOOM! Fiona evolves to FURIOSA! (Aww… but you lost the socks? Those were hot…) |
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.
