MONDAY FEBRUARY 24
It’s Oscar night, and the whole of human civilization is a buzz.
And THIS year, I’m an admired insider in the world of show-biz. You don’t believe me…?
I’m not sure if our little documentary is up for an Oscar next year, but if it is, I’m already dealing with my celebrity in a healthy way, and planning to call my plastic surgeon asap. He’ll have to do a better job than the guy who did my ears…they still REALLY stick out.
Here’s the very theatre that was showing my giant puss this weekend.
I cannot Bun Toon right now, because today I am doing something I’ve NEVER DONE BEFORE in my life, and it’s taking up my day.
Tomorrow, I’ll let you all know about it.
It’s something most of you…I dare say…all of your…have never done either.
Ty the Guy
Homework 1/2 from Things I Learned In Art Class
Class Three from Things I Learned In Art Class
Ghosts” concludes: JLA Annual #2! from RANDOM HAPPENSTANCE
‘Prisoners of Gravity’ created thoughtful debate in scifi from NERD REACTOR
I’ve been away from the Bun Toon for a couple of weeks because of my awful medical problems…
You don’t want to know about those weeks and those problems.
But I’m going to tell you anyway…
Hopefully, for the LAST time.
Sigh…it all started with Eartha Kitt playing Catwoman, and suddenly, just forty five years later, it’s still going. Oh, racist fandom collected, will ye never learn?
And now…for the FINAL, LAST, ULTIMATE and DONE appearance of the Kidney Lady from Howard the Duck.
Innerspace: Talking About Bill Finger from SPACE
Batman Adventures, issues 5-8 from NO FLYING NO TIGHTS
Essential Human Torch Vol. 1 from Essential Showcase
Rassegnati (14022014) from Spari d’inchiostro
INTERVIEW WITH COMIC ARTIST AND WRITER, TY TEMPLETON from Michael Carty PHOTOGRAPHER
For those who don’t know…I had surgery to get at some GIANT kidney stones this week…a kind of surgery that ladies CANNOT have done in quite the same manner, as it involved a REALLY long tube with lasers and robotic parts and OH MY GOD, you don’t want it described to you in any detail beyond that, really you don’t…
As a result, I’ve been alternating between blackout pain and drugs that even Snoop Dogg Lion would refer to as “disorienting” for the last few days. I’m on the mend, but hardly fully mended yet.
See you guys next week…by which time all the plastic stents still stuck in me innards will be out on me outtards, and I’ll be walking upright without praying to ancient gods to carry me off to Valhalla. I may even have the courage to pee without heroin involved.
Suddenly, I understand drug addiction, but I don’t see how you get much done.
I haven’t yelped in agony in at least twenty minutes just now. Yay for Saturday’s drugs!