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Hey my laptop stopped working quite suddenly a week ago!

Not to worry, I just got it back, and all it cost was the equivalent of two of the competitor's laptops. Not that I'm bitter.

Anyway, if you have missed the world of urban nature, I highly recommend you check out Your Wild City a new webcomic by Rosemary Mosco of Bird and Moon comics and Maris Wicks of Human Body Theater.

Hooray for science and nature comics!
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Okay, so I finished that year long project in only 22 months. I don't have a specific blog project in mind to replace it, but I do have a whole long list of crazy ideas, plans and goals for 2014:

On Sunday morning, I led an Urban Nature Walk (post forthcoming) that was enjoyable, but I didn't have the answers to a lot of questions--questions that I was asking myself even! I'm thinking that for 2014 I will write up a curriculum, a coherent list of places to visit for walks that logically lead from one to another. That will give me time to research them ahead of time and look a little more like I know what I'm talking about.

On Sunday afternoon I went to the Massachusetts Independent Comics Expo, where I ran into old friends from my comic book days, and met the creator of Bird and Moon comics (SO AWESOME). I've been getting some pressure from some friends about getting my old comic anthology back in publication, perhaps with a kickstarter-funded greatest hits collection. I will at the very least talk to my art director about what it takes to publish a comic book in this day and age and figure out if the idea is plausible. Also start a tumblr for it and maybe make some buttons.

Next year happens to include my 10th wedding anniversary, and I am planning for us to take a trip to California to celebrate.

I haven't been to the Doctor in a couple years, and I haven't been to a dentist in a couple decades. Now that we all have Obamacare I should probably take care of that.

Assuming I continue to be the president of our local chapter of the American Association of Zoo Keepers (a likely bet) I'm thinking of applying for scholarships to go to the national conference in Orlando; to justify the scholarships I would need to come up with a presentation on zoo pest control that I could do in front of a room full of zookeepers who are much more well educated and much more gung-ho than I am. *Gulp*

What else? Oh yeah, I wanted to give myself an art assignment, like doing a painting once a week or something. And I wanted to make more beer, and drink less. All this stuff occurred to me this morning when I was at peak caffeination, which isn't really sustainable. I guess I need to prioritize all this stuff and plot out a schedule and take things a little at a time so that it doesn't seem horribly overwhelming.
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If you like stand-up comedy you should know who Eddie Pepitone is.
There's a documentary about him called The Bitter Buddha which is currently playing at selected theaters and is also available on Amazon and iTunes for instant download. Eddie's standup is completely original, amazingly dynamic and athletic, and funny as hell. I saw him perform at the ImprovBoston last Monday. Even though I'd heard him on podcasts (he's the standard closer for live WTF shows) and seen his routines on YouTube, I wasn't prepared for how engaging he is as a live performer. He's often described as "a comedian's comedian" and has been on the edge of superstardom for decades. It must be frustrating for him to see other big yelling comics get more famous than him and then flame out. He's very different from people he might be compared to like Sam Kinison or Lewis Black, in that he has a vulnerability and authenticity behind the funny rants; he is insecure and self-searching even as he rails against the corporate machine.

His tweets are excellent. Recent example "Etiquette: When destroying your life and the lives of others ALWAYS tip 20%." He stars in the youtube single panel comic "Puddin.'"

Recently he married a good friend of mine from high school, and it's nice to be acquainted with him.

If you are in New York or Chicago you can see him in the next few days. Schedule here. EDITED to add--apparently he's at SXSW right now. Why not? Everyone else is.
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It's my friend Tom's birthday. He tweets "All I want for my birthday is for you to tell your stupid friends to read my stupid comic and listen to my stupid band."

Tom's stupid band: http://thedemographic.bandcamp.com/album/verse-chorus-curse

Tom's stupid comic strip: http://the-opt.com/



Happy birthday, Stupid!
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Hey, I know most of you if you're going to read my movie reviews already do, but there may be some new people. I reviewed Inception

There were a few essays about the shooting in Arizona that I wanted to keep around, to read in the future, or show my dad maybe.

The Wrath of Fools: An Open Letter to the Far Right

The Rude Pundit: "Dear Right-Wingers, You Are All Muslims Now"

And behind the cut, Tom Tomorrow's strip about it )
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Squirrels have become a bigger part of my job lately, since the high acorn production of the past two years has led to a population explosion. They are fascinating urban wildlife, and they are serious nuisance pests destroying wood and plastic structures, building nests in building cavities, and even stealing food from the zoo animals. It seem quite apt that [livejournal.com profile] g_weir would send me these two comic strips:



On Paper

Nov. 16th, 2010 05:53 am
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In the mid-90's, when I was publishing a comics anthology zine called "Don't Shoot! It's Only Comics," I was asked to be on a panel discussion at a library. I don't remember what the point of it was, but there were a handful of us zinesters there, explaining what we did and why we did it. I remember someone in the audience offered an almost hostile line of questioning. Basically he asked, "aren't you all doing what you are doing out of vanity?" which I guess is true on some levels but totally irrelevant (what's your hobby, asshole?) but more to the point of this this post, he asked "why aren't you publishing your zines on the internet?"



At the time, the internet was pretty new, and had a relatively small population of mostly upper middle class people. The internet is still largely a place for the privileged, but at that time it was inescapably so. Zines are populist, and they reach out to the disenfranchised and the marginalized. Using an elitist technology ran counter to most zine publishers' sensibilities.

Also, when I answered, I pointed out the awkwardness of the interface, particularly when compared to a comic book or a magazine. I used what became my standard refute for this challenge: "you can't take a computer into the bathroom to read it." Laptops, netbooks, and smart phones have made that into an absurd statement.

So now, 15 years later, why don't zinesters simply publish on the internet? I went to the Papercut Zine Library to donate lots of my zine and comic collection, and found myself wondering why zines still exist. The librarians there said they were hoping to plan more, smaller zine fairs soon in the future. That's great, I said, but in the back of my mind I wondered who the fair would be for; who finds going to the photocopy machine a more rewarding and less expensive exercise than simply banging away for a few minutes on a computer and getting feedback emailed to them? I mentioned the two zines I used to do, and that I no longer put out The Urban Pantheist in print, but that it was now online only. (I didn't tell them that it was a daily exercise that has largely become my identity more deeply and broadly than when it was a print zine.) They were visibly disappointed, not, I'm sure, because they were fans of my zines, but because I was a member of their culture who had left it behind.



I became sheepish, and mentioned that I'd had some photographs up in an exhibit--they were paper. That's cool, one guy said without looking at me. I started to try to think of a zine I could do, some worthwhile contribution to a culture I belonged to for over a dozen years. But everything I could express that way could be done here more quickly, reaching more people, with much better options for including photographs or links to other resources and related topics. I do like the idea of having a real printed product of my own in my hands, but at this point in my life, why not a book? None of my ideas are so counter-cultural that The System would refuse to publish them. (Many of the counter-cultural ideas that zines used to be the only source for, like veganism, animal rights, car-free culture, gay civil rights, polyamory, transgender issues, and so on, are pretty much acceptable topics for mainstream publishing and, dare I say it, websites). If I had the ambition and the connections I would be aiming at the book world with my ideas, not the zine world. (I just want to pause to acknowledge the role that zinesters played in bringing those issues out into public discussion. I feel like people in zine culture were behind important changes like what happened in Massachusetts in 2004.)

So who are the people still making zines? People who love paper, people who love print, love getting things in the mail. Probably still some people who feel marginalized, that even with the internet and the limitless landscape it represents that there is no place for them, no community. (Or people who are denied access to the internet? For whom photocopying and postage is still a more practical process?) I heard a technology reporter yesterday say that Apple and Google were competing to "deliver the consumer to the marketplace" with their products. That phrase alone made me contemplate making my own paper out of compost and dropping off of the grid, for fear of being "delivered" somewhere against my will. I strongly object to being viewed as a "consumer," as if my only value was that I have money to give to someone to keep me fat and quiet. So I guess I kind of understand: the culture is still marginalizing people, the Capitalists are still the enemies of progress and ideas, and zines are probably the purest way to get your message out. If you don't have a Livejournal account (or compatible log-in), there is an ad on this page. (What is it? Just curious.) As the internet get easier to use and harder to escape, zines will probably have another huge resurgence.

I look forward to the next zine fair, to see what ideas are out there, and to see what people who value print and paper have created and produced. They're still out there, right?
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A zookeeper makes diets for small primates.

Unrelated to that, how about some mushrooms for dessert? I've eaten other mushrooms in the genus Lactarius but not the couple species called "candy caps." Now I want to. Not sure I want to drop San Francisco money on some though.

If you are a Portland Oregon person, I recommend you bookmark Urban Adventure League, the blog by my old friend Shawn Granton from the zine days. Like me he is a former Nutmegger who leads urban nature walks--but he takes it to the next level, leading urban nature HIKES and urban nature bike rides. This Saturday he's leading a workshop on long-distance (by my standards) bike touring, like with saddlebags loaded with tents and stuff.

Ever read a comic and thought that a 5 year old could do a better job writing this crap? Maybe he has.

Obligatory political note: undoubtedly you've already heard about Sarah Palin's hand note. Palin is the conservative's gift to the liberals. I can't wait to hear the talk shows take this story for a ride. What are her chances for running for president now? How stupid is too stupid for the teabaggers?
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This is a meme I did for facebook. There were long lists of names because I was naming facebook friends (and sort of letting everyone know how I knew them). I took most of them out, but left a bunch of the cartoonists. They're kind of public figures.

It's really long. )
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My friend David Rees (I know him by another name and it feels weird to type that--long story) got famous with his comic strip criticizing the Bush War on Terror. Now he's a little lost!

He posts to his blog: "This is me, twenty-four hours from now:"

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I remembered recently to bookmark American Elf. The panel above is from this comic.


I really hate when the work robots do this.
I bookmarked this comic, too, called We The Robots.

also, a tiger )
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This president we have, with the lowest approval rating in the history of approval ratings, is a member of the Republican Party.  Everything that he has done to earn the disrespect of 3/4 of the American people is known as "The Republican Platform."  As much as it seems like we vote for a personality to be president, we're actually choosing which party we want to have the disproportionate power of the executive branch.  If you believe that President Bush is doing a bad job, as 225 million Americans seem to believe, then voting for the Republican ticket--NO MATTER WHO is on it--makes no sense.

Once again for simplicity's sake: We have a Republican president, if you want "change," DO NOT vote for a Republican candidate.

I don't know why this is confusing.

EDITED TO ADD: my point as seen as a comic strip

Random

Nov. 30th, 2007 05:32 pm
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I'm going to type my random post as I read my friends list, since that's where a lot of the fun stuff comes from.

First, if you ever read superhero comics any time between 1990 and now, you must read this eye-wateringly funny dissection of The 40 Worst Rob Liefeld Drawings. For the rest of you, Rob Liefeld is an inexplicably popular comic artist who pioneered the "millions of tiny lines" style of superhero rendering. His drawings always looked to me like he'd taken the finest rapidograph he had and made sketchy scratchy lines with a ruler all over everything, especially the absurd musculature of the male characters and the gigantic guns they carried. He was so popular that he got his own comic book (X-Force) and when he felt he wasn't getting paid enough, he took his ball home, and along with his buddy Todd "Spawn" (hey, at least they made a movie of it) MacFarlane they started IMAGE comics, which were momentarily profitable until even 12 year old boys realized they sucked. Anyway, it's funny.

On the other hand, a good artist, and former classmate of mine Mr. Reusch painted some boobs for charity.

Evel Knievel died at 69, making me ponder, "He was only 69?" as well as "He didn't die in a motorcycle crash? How disappointing." When he was on his way out his family should have propped him up on a motorcycle and driven it by remote control into the Snake River Canyon.

My wife's dog is on dope. She (my wife) blanched at the price, but 120 bucks for happy pills seems reasonable to me. I wonder if they work on humans; I could use a little pick-me-up.

Another former classmate of mine, G. Weir, put a review of Lost in Space up at BBT that puts my Soylent Screen backwash to shame. The man can write--he definitely put more thought into the movie than the people who wrote it--just don't bug him about the spelling, ok?

Oh, and what's with this crap in the Sudan? As if I didn't already consider the place to be a savage hellhole, some poor teacher (a Brit doing her good deed by teaching in a savage hellhole) got arrested and nearly escaped being executed for the crime of allowing her students to name a teddybear "Mohammed". Okay, so it's blasphemous and culturally insensitive to name a non-human animal (even a stuffed one) after The Prophet. But the kids named the teddybear after one of the students--not The Prophet. It's like naming a teddybear Christopher. Anyway, my bigotry is now increased, or at least I feel justified in it. I just don't know if I should feel increased justification of bigotry against Sudanese, Africans, Muslims, or all religious people everywhere.

And now I read in another post that the Pope has blamed Atheism (as if it was an organized movement, and not a collection of disinterested New Englanders, smug sci-fi fans, and All of China) for great forms of injustice and cruelty or some such crap. I'm edging toward "all religious people everywhere" as the answer to my last quandry.

unusual word combination of the day: "Abortion Storms." one of the pathological signs of a certain bovine virus. i read it on a bioterrorism alert poster.

Random

Oct. 18th, 2007 06:24 am
urbpan: (Me and Charlie in the Arnold Arboretum)
Yesterday's tree was Japanese Pagodatree or Chinese Scholar Tree (Sophora japonica or, I think the new scientific name is Styphnolobium japonicum--sources list both scientific names with one or the other set in parentheses) a hardy Asian ornamental legume tree used as an urban accent. Much thanks to [livejournal.com profile] bezigebij for the identification.

[livejournal.com profile] purplebunnie, I haven't forgotten about you! Your t-shirts are in a box in the trunk of my car, waiting for an opportune trip to the post office.

If anyone here is a comics fan, there's a great interview with Shannon Wheeler (of Too Much Coffee Man fame) here. Shannon is one of the few cartoonists that I was into back when I was involved in comics whose career I've kept up with. Mostly because he has a livejournal: [livejournal.com profile] tmcm.

Speaking of which, my brother [livejournal.com profile] brush_rat has another page up of his webcomic, Waiting for the End of the World. It's got Satan and a minion talking of disembowelment and puppetry. What's not to love?

In science news that's wholly unsurprising, but probably of interest if you read my journal, barred owls and moose are two of the species that have been discovered deliberately associating with human created habitat for ecological reasons. The barred owl article coins the phrase "uber-forest," which I take to be a meaningless attempt at a grabby headline. Why would the post urban forest be any more "uber" than the pre urban forest?

My Aunt replied to an email of mine with an actual paper letter. It was kind and conversational and wise and great to receive. My mother's mortality and my father's reaction to it, and me and my brother's role in things are nicely and simply explained. My mom was lucky to have an older sister who is so smart and solid. This weekend my brother is coming back east for about 48 hours and I'll meet him at my dad's house tomorrow afternoon. It will be the first time in over a decade that the three of us will be in the same place, without other friends and family members there.

Of course, just before that meeting I will have taken the Massachusetts Pesticide Applicators License Exam, a test that doesn't seem to be too difficult, but Friday is going to be a stress sandwich no matter what I do: Work from 7 to 11 AM, exam from 12 to 2:30, drive to Connecticut, face mother's mortality in a family setting. That last part will probably be relaxing in an odd way.

Egads, I'm going to be late unless I close the thing now. See you this afternoon!

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