Wednesday, June 27, 2012

The Dregs #65

It seems that no matter how often I promise you (and myself) that I'm going to punch out more comics on the reg, I get caught up in something else - the beach, episodes of Lost (I'm only on season 3, so don't say ANYTHING), my "real" job, other people's comics, drinks, or running (that's right, running). And yet I still believe that this shit is going to get me paid someday. Is it ironic that I just realized how American that makes me as we come up to Independence Day? I'm clever like that (or so I like to think). 

Anyway, like just about every episode I write, the "you're as deep as your belly button" line was an old joke that I was trying to find a way to work in. The rest was me, but I can't take credit for that zinger since it was said by my coworker Good James. Aaaaaaand I probably shouldn't have written that. Now he's going to want royalties if it makes any money. Of course, we all know that's going to be a huge sum of money, so hopefully I'll have spent it all sailing around with Dave Chappelle at George Clooney's place at Lake Como, Italy while doing shots off Salma Hayek and Kim K's goods, all the while throwing around ideas on how to get Dave back in the biz (I didn't push. He asked for my help, I swear!). Because that's what a cartoonist with a free web comic will be doing in a few years once people get that he's really as funny as he thinks he is.

Good thing you got in on the ground level so you can say you loved this shit back when it wasn't "cool", right?

Cheers.

J Dub