Mister Scribbles

  I have a ton of old guitar parts, many projects in mind, and zero get up and go.

 

A little black and white animal out in the woods I says, "Ain't that little cat pretty, uh-huh!" I went right over to pick it up But it wasn't that kind of a kitty. https://youtu.be/a5lMEYthXlQ   Wendell Hall, 1923.  First American radio hit, 2 million copies sold. Robert Crumb gets into the act. August 23, 1896 – April 2, 1969

  YOUR Gods and my Gods — do you or I know which are the stronger? Native proverb. East of Suez, some hold, the direct control of Providence ceases; Man being there handed over to the power of the Gods and Devils of Asia, and the Church of England Providence only exercising an occasional and modified supervision in the case of Englishmen. This theory accounts for some of the more unnecessary horrors of life in India: it may be stretched to explain my story. My friend Strickland of the Police, who knows as much of natives of India as is good for any man, can bear witness to the facts of the case. Dumoise, our doctor, also saw what Strickland and I saw. The inference which he drew from the evidence was entirely incorrect. He is dead now; he died, in a rather curious manner, which has been elsewhere described. When Fleete came to India he owned a little money and some land in the Himalayas, near a place called Dharmsala. Both properties had been left him by an uncle, and he came out t...

Would an outside observer see what John is seeing?  Magic can be subjective.  No matter, if one of those snakes bites Constantine, he will die. Very painfully.   John Constantine, Hellblazer.  DC Comics.

While carnivores eat game and rabbits don't, that does not mean the Rabbit Nation wants these savages running around unchecked.  Rabbits regard the Hunting Peoples as uncouth barbarians, while the hunters think the vegetarian bunnies just that bit soft.  According to tradition both sides have sworn to abide by the terms and award the land rights to the victor of this match, and many oaths have been attested to the gods of both tribes.  I suspect that this champion wolf has a knife tucked into his tail somewhere, and I know the rabbit does.  I wish I could have sold tickets to this! This was a request from a person that would not be satisfied with what I gave him, that was the last time I drew something for someone I don't know.  People that ask for free art are all fucked up.

Circa 1982, I lived in a part of Dallas that was just all over sex crazed young people.  The local grocery was just the most incredible meat market, and marriage meant nothing to anyone but me, it seemed.  Fuck!  I missed out on so much fun.

https://youtu.be/mmCnQDUSO4I   Photo property of ResearchGate.

  10 days later...and here we are, marooned on a desert island somewhere in the south pacific. Let's rewind for a moment. So i was watching how epoxy resin Underwater model dioramas are created on YouTube some time ago, here's an image of what i'm talking about, I kind of got a little obsessed watching these dioramas being created and the process in the making, then i pondered the idea, ''can i replicate this kind of Diorama on paper? Well it did take many hours of figuring this little conundrum out. I started doing some Basic Sketch work or my usual reference storyboard, which is very chaotic but like the A-Team? ''the plan always come together''. Before i start any major detailed line hatch drawing, I'll set down on paper some pencil Reference Sketches, i'll use a single piece of A4 paper, an HB pencil only for these basic reference bullet points. These ideas are either sketched directly from the mindseye to paper or if there's a featu...

I have decided to switch gears and try to crack the children's illustrated book market.  I have re-drawn Billy so that he is a wonderful role model and genuine inspiration for all those kids who wish to make something of their lives.  He will become a free soul, happy and charismatic, instead of the neurotic, resentful, grudge holding, sexually deviant, alcohol and tobacco dependent violence prone scofflaw bunny that he is now.  I expect real interest from such luminaries as Highlights magazine and the Little Golden Books division of Random House.  No doubt Disney and others, like Sesame Street, will be eager to get on board with this terrific new children's icon.  Here is our proof of concept prototype for this excitingly adorable rabbit, which will certainly put Richard Scarry et al. in the ninth circle of Hell where they fucking well belong. Imagine the delight on your precious little angel's faces as they first dive into the Billy Bunny And His Pals Wacky L...

 Lola My Own Serenade to the Weirder Elements of Furry Fandom (No prize for guessing the tune) I went to a Con, there was no one I knew... Then a five foot rabbit plush loomed into view, It was Lola... L-o-l-a, Lola... A guy held her tight, it looked like she would squeak... He had bags 'neath his eyes, hadn't bathed in a week With his Lola... L-o-l-a, Lola... Lo-lo-lo Lola... So I shook Lola's paw, and asked 'How do you do?'" I was flat on my backside, next thing that I knew... The guy gave a shriek, like he'd had a great scare, He said, "'Back off freak, and don't mess with my hare!" "'My dear Lola..." Lola, L-o-l-a, Lola... Lo-lo-lo Lola... Well, the crowd was big, there was always a crush, But that weird pig just kept lugging the plush, And I wondered what had brought that guy that fate. He had a stuffed rabbit, not that much of a date... And the end, when it came was a horrible doom... When the TV Cameras barged into his...

John Constantine has to go to Hell to retrieve the daughter of a friend. John was trying to help his friend but as usual things have gotten out of hand, the girl has been taken below as insurance against Constantine's deceptions and treacheries.  Demons will torment anyone regardless of innocence or age, of course.  Finding the child is easy enough, the hard part is returning.  But John is a very powerful wizard, and he is feared as well as hated.  There have been many attempts to seize his soul, but if he cannot win by force he will trick his opponents, including the Lords of Hell.  When John finally dies he is in for a very hard time indeed. John Constantine, Hellblazer.  Vertigo Comics.  

There are tigers in Africa, of course, Andrew the Bee has proven that.  He and a certain truculent rabbit are engaged in exploring the Lake Regions, and if Billy has a history with some long memoried felines that is no reason to delay the trip.   Dammit, Billy, we have places to go and things to do! https://misterscribbles.blogspot.com/2020/01/jungle-comics-safari.html  

Kicking ass for the working class! https://youtu.be/9LbziknNpCE   Labor produces all wealth. One union, one label, one enemy.  

The soldiers he used to serve with were much tougher and stronger than he was.  Enhancement only works on natural aptitudes, and strength was not deemed important for his assignment.  His attribute was speed.  Billy always wanted to be strong and tall like the others, he worked hard trying to impress them.  Most of them were great, strapping cats and wolves, and there was a big panda who was quiet and professional.   Tonight they were lying flat under the stars, and most were dead.  Their Command Timberwolf looked very fierce as he glared in the direction of the attack, but his body was missing, not that the rabbit or anyone else was looking. The hidden Grasscutter© caught the platoon as they were starting to sprint for the attack.  Private Bunny was out front as point due to his tremendous speed and small stature.  There was no sound or light, just the bursts of protoplasm transformed at light speed into steam. Apparently someone had touched off ...

 Why didn't the Trojans burn that horse?  Because those whom the Gods would destroy, they first make mad.

Out of the night that covers me,       Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be       For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance       I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance       My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears       Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years       Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate,       How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate,       I am the captain of my soul. William Ernest Henley, Invictus .  1920.

 I left the bird center where I have lived and worked since April 2023.  I have never had a job that I disliked more.  The owner is the most demanding person I have ever met, she must have everything  free and has no shame about constantly nagging someone to get what she wants.  She doesn't miss any meals, very obviously.  She wouldn't buy a lawnmower of any effectiveness, the one new one she got wore out in 4 months as it was designed for postage stamp sized suburban lawns.  When I took the job I needed a place to live as our house was going to be sold, when it became apparent that it wouldn't be sold for some time I had no motivation to stay at the center.  In December I was informed that I would not get my pittance of pay anymore, I quit.  My boss was angry that I left a week early although I worked for five weeks unpaid.  Very little I did met with gratitude, and I was insulted twice about my job performance.  I have never had s...

UNDER OLD EARTH by CORDWAINER SMITH Down into Old Earth the Lord hastened —to do one great last deed, and die! I need a temporary dog For a temporary fob On a temporary place     like Earth! —Song from The Merchant of Menace I There were the Douglas-Ouyang planets, which circled their sun in a single cluster, riding around and around the same orbit unlike any other planets known. There were the gentlemen-suicides back on Earth, who gambled their lives—even more horribly, gambled sometimes for things worse than their lives—against different kinds of geophysics which real men had never experienced. There were girls who fell in love with such men, however stark and dreadful their personal fates might be. There was the Instrumentality, with its unceasing labor to keep man man. And there were the citizens who walked in the boulevards before the Rediscovery of Man. The citizens were happy. They had to be happy. If ...