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Back on drawing Ill Theatre strips now. It was a flawed attempt at drawing my life as a webcomic/graphic novel. Sadly I lost the will do do it a few months back, but my mojo is back.

New strips from here.

There's wee older / newer posts links near the bottom of each page. Oh, if I could use Blogger to make them bigger buttons, with arrows on them, life would be about two buttons better. Think of the wonderful and joyous webcomicy things you could find more easily and intuitively.

Interesting adventures and storylines in the past include:-

Half-arsed Time Travel - Some kind of Life on Mars vibe and stabs
Climbing into the internet - Imagineering and rejoining bits of the internet
Back on Bowlie - Trying to deal with my bad rep

I am Canal People

The sun shines brightly here, truly this is the crotch of the gods.

In the morning I was in Hyde Park, surrounded by fountains, to my right was a long lake, the way its shaped like a snake, I shall call it Loch Snakeish.

I was going to get my car serviced today, but that can wait, for today is a day for doing the work of ants, gazing at cute tourists's legs.

Just saw Shaun of the Dead's mum, Coul be two London Comedy bonus points. Simon Pegg and Ricky Gervais are worth four points, but supporting characters only half that. I was going to text Jax about it but wasn't sure how to spell Sean.

Time passes, the sun is still blistering, blobs of tar bubble through the pavement. I'm in The Elgin in Ladbrooke Grove with a cool pint of Carlsberg, wondering if the old Rough Trade shop has closed down and will they have directions to the new shop.

Loneliness strikes me despite text messages rom Nat, she's so far away. There's that invisible force stopping me from texting any of my Londonish friends. I'll feel more comfortable getting them on Facebook first.

Shed 7 on the pub stereo, if I could each back to 1995...

Walked home for two hours down the Grand Union Canal, collecting raspberrys on the way. I am canal people.