Well, here I am, in Maryland. The flattest state in the land. It's been fun so far. But I'm envisioning this trip to go one of two ways.
The first being extremely great. A lot of shit has fallen onto may plate, and suddenly I'm sought after. Which is cool.
The other, is extremely shitty. Meaning that everything that HAS fallen onto my lap was just a fluke or a mistake.
At this point, I'll settle for a 50/50 split.
So here's to a 50/50 split.
Cheers!
The first being extremely great. A lot of shit has fallen onto may plate, and suddenly I'm sought after. Which is cool.
The other, is extremely shitty. Meaning that everything that HAS fallen onto my lap was just a fluke or a mistake.
At this point, I'll settle for a 50/50 split.
So here's to a 50/50 split.
Cheers!
God damn, well I declare
have you seen the light?
Their walls are filled with cannon balls,
their motto is don't tread on me.
It's 5:21am, the morning after a long and hellacious night. Needless to say I'm still drunk. After fifteen games of beer pong, playing on the losing team most of the night, lets just say I drank enough for 5 people.
I'm leaving for MD in about 8 hours. This should be interesting. I'm still not packed, and I have "Skeletons From The Closet" (Grateful Dead) playing on my comp, which isn't helping to motivate me out of the chair I'm now sitting in. Shittiest part is that I have to dismantle my comp to take it with me. And since it's supposed to rain all day today, and we're driving down in a pick-up, with no room in the cab, worries me a little.
Ah well, I'm off to pack....I think.
have you seen the light?
Their walls are filled with cannon balls,
their motto is don't tread on me.
It's 5:21am, the morning after a long and hellacious night. Needless to say I'm still drunk. After fifteen games of beer pong, playing on the losing team most of the night, lets just say I drank enough for 5 people.
I'm leaving for MD in about 8 hours. This should be interesting. I'm still not packed, and I have "Skeletons From The Closet" (Grateful Dead) playing on my comp, which isn't helping to motivate me out of the chair I'm now sitting in. Shittiest part is that I have to dismantle my comp to take it with me. And since it's supposed to rain all day today, and we're driving down in a pick-up, with no room in the cab, worries me a little.
Ah well, I'm off to pack....I think.
Well, today's the 4th of July. Time for much drinking, eating, and blowing up of stuff. I hope everyone does plenty of that. Cause it's the one day out of the year that blowing shit up is legal...unless you're in the military.
Speaking of which, a few days ago, a buddy of mine was killed over in Iraq when his humvee was blown up. The viewing/funeral is on Tuesday. I already went to the family and offered my condolences. It was a sad day indeed. Made me realize how shitty the war really is, and how pointless it's become now. The troops should have been out of there months ago. I can truely feel for the familes. I have two nephews in the military (one in the army, one in the navy), and it'd break my family if anything happened to them.
Tomorrow I leave for Maryland. I'm spending two weeks down there to help my older sister finish building the house that her and my brother in law just purchased. Hopefully, in the meantime, I'll get some callbacks for work.
I got a phone call today from one of my fellow ex-co-workers, and he informed me that he spoke to someone in the home office, and they informed him that we were fired for theft. Well, I called the guy up today, and told him that I wanted to find out why I was fired. God forbid it comes back to me that they fired us for theft. Can we say lawsuit? They won't know what hit them. They were trying hard as hell to get us fired for theft, and they couldn't, because none of us were taking anything, well, except for the one girl. Anyway, I'm gonna hear back from this guy in the next couple days. And if he informs me that theft was the reason given, then they'll be hearing from my lawyer.
It'd be nice to take them to court and sue the pants off of them. Instant funding for my comic company.
Anyway...I'm out. Much drinking and packing to be had. Talk to ya'll from MD.
Wolfman
Speaking of which, a few days ago, a buddy of mine was killed over in Iraq when his humvee was blown up. The viewing/funeral is on Tuesday. I already went to the family and offered my condolences. It was a sad day indeed. Made me realize how shitty the war really is, and how pointless it's become now. The troops should have been out of there months ago. I can truely feel for the familes. I have two nephews in the military (one in the army, one in the navy), and it'd break my family if anything happened to them.
Tomorrow I leave for Maryland. I'm spending two weeks down there to help my older sister finish building the house that her and my brother in law just purchased. Hopefully, in the meantime, I'll get some callbacks for work.
I got a phone call today from one of my fellow ex-co-workers, and he informed me that he spoke to someone in the home office, and they informed him that we were fired for theft. Well, I called the guy up today, and told him that I wanted to find out why I was fired. God forbid it comes back to me that they fired us for theft. Can we say lawsuit? They won't know what hit them. They were trying hard as hell to get us fired for theft, and they couldn't, because none of us were taking anything, well, except for the one girl. Anyway, I'm gonna hear back from this guy in the next couple days. And if he informs me that theft was the reason given, then they'll be hearing from my lawyer.
It'd be nice to take them to court and sue the pants off of them. Instant funding for my comic company.
Anyway...I'm out. Much drinking and packing to be had. Talk to ya'll from MD.
Wolfman
Alright. Well, with the recent unemployment, I don't think I'll be able to keep up with the payments for the SG site. 
I'm gonna try and stay on, but if I can't, I'll see ya when I see ya.
Chow
I'm gonna try and stay on, but if I can't, I'll see ya when I see ya.
Chow
Well. the Astromonkey BBQ went off without a hitch. The bands that played this year were pretty kick ass. Me? Well, I served as the official bartender for the event. We bested our numbers from last year, both in turnout, and in income.
The comic seemed to go really well too. People seemed to love it. Just to make us feel good about ourselves, we had an autograph signing session. Talk about a wild time.
In the long run, we killed 80 burgers, 80 hot dogs, went through 5 kegs of beer, 40 t-shirts, 105 comic books, and came out with almost over $1000.00. Talk about a sweet time.
Not sure if any of ya made it out, but if ya did, I sure hope ya had a good time. We've already begun planning next years BBQ, so it should be even bigger and better. As it stands now, we're gearing up to have damn near 7 bands playing.
Ah well, I'm off to recoup after a long weekend of fun.
Till next time,
Wolfman
The comic seemed to go really well too. People seemed to love it. Just to make us feel good about ourselves, we had an autograph signing session. Talk about a wild time.
In the long run, we killed 80 burgers, 80 hot dogs, went through 5 kegs of beer, 40 t-shirts, 105 comic books, and came out with almost over $1000.00. Talk about a sweet time.
Not sure if any of ya made it out, but if ya did, I sure hope ya had a good time. We've already begun planning next years BBQ, so it should be even bigger and better. As it stands now, we're gearing up to have damn near 7 bands playing.
Ah well, I'm off to recoup after a long weekend of fun.
Till next time,
Wolfman
Astromonkey BBQ
1225 Longford Rd.
Phoenixville, Pa 19460
June 26th, 2004
3pm - Whenever
Live Music: The Cut Offs, Mobedda, Internet Sex Ring, and Notch 45
$5 donation gets you all the food and beer you can drink. Must be 21 to drink.
Food and bands start promptly at 4pm.
This is it! The official Astromonkey BBQ IV kicks off in just a few hours. The weather looks like it's going to be on our side, which is a good thing since it poured last night. It may be a little soggy, but that's not gonna stop us. With a great line-up of bands, the food, and the beer, and some special appearances by The Minks and maybe even The Young Werewolves if their schedule permits. It's gonna be fucking killer.
Not to mention that today kicks off the official release of the Astromonkey Comic book! The first, special edition ashcan goes up for grabs today. The first one hundred party goers to show up get an issue (signed by the creative team: Ian, Me, Brad and Nick), free with a $5 donation.
All in all, it's gonna be a killer day. I'm not sure if I'll be able to walk tomorrow, but hot damn am I gonna have fun tonight.
Later,
Wolfman
1225 Longford Rd.
Phoenixville, Pa 19460
June 26th, 2004
3pm - Whenever
Live Music: The Cut Offs, Mobedda, Internet Sex Ring, and Notch 45
$5 donation gets you all the food and beer you can drink. Must be 21 to drink.
Food and bands start promptly at 4pm.
This is it! The official Astromonkey BBQ IV kicks off in just a few hours. The weather looks like it's going to be on our side, which is a good thing since it poured last night. It may be a little soggy, but that's not gonna stop us. With a great line-up of bands, the food, and the beer, and some special appearances by The Minks and maybe even The Young Werewolves if their schedule permits. It's gonna be fucking killer.
Not to mention that today kicks off the official release of the Astromonkey Comic book! The first, special edition ashcan goes up for grabs today. The first one hundred party goers to show up get an issue (signed by the creative team: Ian, Me, Brad and Nick), free with a $5 donation.
All in all, it's gonna be a killer day. I'm not sure if I'll be able to walk tomorrow, but hot damn am I gonna have fun tonight.
Later,
Wolfman
Astromonkey BBQ
1225 Longford Rd.
Phoenixville, Pa 19460
June 26th, 2004
3pm - Whenever
Live Music: The Cut Offs, Mobedda, Internet Sex Ring, and Notch 45
$5 donation gets you all the food and beer you can drink. Must be 21 to drink.
Food and bands start promptly at 4pm.
With one day left before the BBQ, this here is my last second push to spread the word. If you don't have any plans for tomorrow, come on out. The band listing has changed slightly. Internet Sex Ring has dropped out, and they have been replaced with another band, who's name escapes me at the moment.
The official Astromonkey comic book will be given out free with admission to the first 100 party goers. So make sure you get there early to snag your copy before they all run out. They'll be signed, special edition comics, so you don't want to miss that one.
Back to the topic of work. Well, I got the end all be all phone call today. I was terminated because of a policy violation. Fuck'em. I'm better off without that job. Really. Our old assistant literally went insane, and started binge drinking because of the job. I was almost at that point, cracking more and more each day. Not to mention drinking a whole lot more. It's scary what that place will do to you with their fucked up policies.
So now I'm out on the hunt again, looking for something to fill my time. I'll find something. I always do. But at least I have time now to get shit done around the house, and actually catch up with some of the stuff I've been slacking on over at Trinity Comics. I did a slew of updates last night, and now I'm in talks with a few artists to get shit rolling on actual illustrated books.
Once that goes down, I'm gonna start rolling out t-shirts and the like for Trinity and it's feature stories Final Haven II and Pages on the Concrete. They're the flagship stories right now, and I'm gonna treat them as such.
And I'm a little lost with this one, but who do I have to talk to about advertising with SG? I'd love to promote SG on my site, and maybe to an inside back cover spread in the comics when they start rolling, but I have no idea who to talk to.
Ah well. Maybe losing my job is gonna prove to be my big break that I needed. The only thing that was holding me back WAS the job, so, I want to officially thank Spencer Gifts for terminating me. For all of you looking for a job, don't go there. Honestly. I'm not saying that because I'm bitter. I'm saying that because the truth is, the company treats their employee's horribly. I worked there for 2 years, full time, as a key holder, and I still couldn't get benefits.
Oh well. I have to go help set up for the BBQ and make sure the comic's finished. I hope to see some of ya'll out there. It's gonna be fun.
Later,
Wolfman
1225 Longford Rd.
Phoenixville, Pa 19460
June 26th, 2004
3pm - Whenever
Live Music: The Cut Offs, Mobedda, Internet Sex Ring, and Notch 45
$5 donation gets you all the food and beer you can drink. Must be 21 to drink.
Food and bands start promptly at 4pm.
With one day left before the BBQ, this here is my last second push to spread the word. If you don't have any plans for tomorrow, come on out. The band listing has changed slightly. Internet Sex Ring has dropped out, and they have been replaced with another band, who's name escapes me at the moment.
The official Astromonkey comic book will be given out free with admission to the first 100 party goers. So make sure you get there early to snag your copy before they all run out. They'll be signed, special edition comics, so you don't want to miss that one.
Back to the topic of work. Well, I got the end all be all phone call today. I was terminated because of a policy violation. Fuck'em. I'm better off without that job. Really. Our old assistant literally went insane, and started binge drinking because of the job. I was almost at that point, cracking more and more each day. Not to mention drinking a whole lot more. It's scary what that place will do to you with their fucked up policies.
So now I'm out on the hunt again, looking for something to fill my time. I'll find something. I always do. But at least I have time now to get shit done around the house, and actually catch up with some of the stuff I've been slacking on over at Trinity Comics. I did a slew of updates last night, and now I'm in talks with a few artists to get shit rolling on actual illustrated books.
Once that goes down, I'm gonna start rolling out t-shirts and the like for Trinity and it's feature stories Final Haven II and Pages on the Concrete. They're the flagship stories right now, and I'm gonna treat them as such.
And I'm a little lost with this one, but who do I have to talk to about advertising with SG? I'd love to promote SG on my site, and maybe to an inside back cover spread in the comics when they start rolling, but I have no idea who to talk to.
Ah well. Maybe losing my job is gonna prove to be my big break that I needed. The only thing that was holding me back WAS the job, so, I want to officially thank Spencer Gifts for terminating me. For all of you looking for a job, don't go there. Honestly. I'm not saying that because I'm bitter. I'm saying that because the truth is, the company treats their employee's horribly. I worked there for 2 years, full time, as a key holder, and I still couldn't get benefits.
Oh well. I have to go help set up for the BBQ and make sure the comic's finished. I hope to see some of ya'll out there. It's gonna be fun.
Later,
Wolfman
Astromonkey BBQ
1225 Longford Rd.
Phoenixville, Pa 19460
June 26th, 2004
3pm - Whenever
Live Music: The Cut Offs, Mobedda, Internet Sex Ring, and Notch 45
$5 donation gets you all the food and beer you can drink. Must be 21 to drink.
Food and bands start promptly at 4pm.
Yep, still pushing the BBQ. It's happening in just 3 days, and it's gonna be a fucking blast. We'll be selling off the official Astromonkey comic, written by yours truely. It's gonna be sweet.
In a rather shitty turn of events, I got suspended from work. It's pretty fucked up actually. Loss prevention was in the store, and I swear to god they're hell bent on getting me for theft. One small problem with that...I'M NOT A FUCKING THEIF! We sat down, and she talked and talked during our little "interrogation" as I like to call it, and got nothing out of me, simply for the fact that there was nothing to be had. Others were stealing, but I didn't know about it. So, since they're die hard on getting rid of the original crew from when I started (there were seven of us, now there's only 2), they suspended me, AND the other supervisor for violating company policy. In reality, it's bullshit that I should have just been written up for. They say they follow that three strikes your our rule, but to my recolection, this isn't my third strike.
LP was supposed to send their reports to the District Manager today, and he was supposed to review them. I'm gonna call him around 4:30 or so and see what the fuck is going on. It's bullshit if ya ask me.
Anyway, after I left work early (cause of the suspension), I headed to Friday's to do some writing. I managed to pump out most of issue 9 for Final Haven II, which relieved a lot of stress. The guys I'm doing the comic with showed up around 7pm, and we flushed out all of the problems still remaining with the book. It's thursday now, and we print tomorrow. CRUNCH TIME!
Ugh. Sometimes I hate life, and sometimes I want to strangle the fuck out of it. Today is a cross between the two.
1225 Longford Rd.
Phoenixville, Pa 19460
June 26th, 2004
3pm - Whenever
Live Music: The Cut Offs, Mobedda, Internet Sex Ring, and Notch 45
$5 donation gets you all the food and beer you can drink. Must be 21 to drink.
Food and bands start promptly at 4pm.
Yep, still pushing the BBQ. It's happening in just 3 days, and it's gonna be a fucking blast. We'll be selling off the official Astromonkey comic, written by yours truely. It's gonna be sweet.
In a rather shitty turn of events, I got suspended from work. It's pretty fucked up actually. Loss prevention was in the store, and I swear to god they're hell bent on getting me for theft. One small problem with that...I'M NOT A FUCKING THEIF! We sat down, and she talked and talked during our little "interrogation" as I like to call it, and got nothing out of me, simply for the fact that there was nothing to be had. Others were stealing, but I didn't know about it. So, since they're die hard on getting rid of the original crew from when I started (there were seven of us, now there's only 2), they suspended me, AND the other supervisor for violating company policy. In reality, it's bullshit that I should have just been written up for. They say they follow that three strikes your our rule, but to my recolection, this isn't my third strike.
LP was supposed to send their reports to the District Manager today, and he was supposed to review them. I'm gonna call him around 4:30 or so and see what the fuck is going on. It's bullshit if ya ask me.
Anyway, after I left work early (cause of the suspension), I headed to Friday's to do some writing. I managed to pump out most of issue 9 for Final Haven II, which relieved a lot of stress. The guys I'm doing the comic with showed up around 7pm, and we flushed out all of the problems still remaining with the book. It's thursday now, and we print tomorrow. CRUNCH TIME!
Ugh. Sometimes I hate life, and sometimes I want to strangle the fuck out of it. Today is a cross between the two.
It's 2:30am, and I'm still sober. Why? Who did I wrong tonight? I've had 2 beers all night. That's it! Argh, this sucks.
Work sucked a fat one as well. Loss prevention is coming through with their annual shakedowns. Jess lost her job cause she stole a few pieces of candy. She's been there longer then I have. They're supposed to talk to me at some point. Deny everything, admit nothing.
I just posted the 8th issue of Final Haven II over at Trinity Comics. I'm working on a new story called "The Whisperer". Pretty killer stuff. Astromonkey, the other comic I'm writing gets printed the end of this month, just in time for the annual Astromonkey BBQ. Speaking of which....
Astromonkey BBQ
1225 Longford Rd.
Phoenixville, Pa 19460
June 26th, 2004
3pm - Whenever
Live Music: The Cut Offs, Mobedda, Internet Sex Ring, and Notch 45
$5 donation gets you all the food and beer you can drink. Must be 21 to drink.
Food and bands start promptly at 4pm.
I'd love to see some of you come out if you can make it. It's gonna be a blast. This is the 4th annual BBQ, and last years was cool as shit. Good bands, and I wrestled an ogre. Yeah, I wrestled a 6'8" 300lb beast for some god awful reason. If ya got nothin goin on, come on out. Tell your friends. It's open to anyone and everyone. Last year we had over 300 people show up. This year, we're hoping to kill that number. Also, as an added bonus, a special edition Astromonkey comic will be on sale for $1. We're only printing 100, so it'd be wise to get your hands on one quickly.
IM me at WolfmanLTA if ya have any questions.
Work sucked a fat one as well. Loss prevention is coming through with their annual shakedowns. Jess lost her job cause she stole a few pieces of candy. She's been there longer then I have. They're supposed to talk to me at some point. Deny everything, admit nothing.
I just posted the 8th issue of Final Haven II over at Trinity Comics. I'm working on a new story called "The Whisperer". Pretty killer stuff. Astromonkey, the other comic I'm writing gets printed the end of this month, just in time for the annual Astromonkey BBQ. Speaking of which....
Astromonkey BBQ
1225 Longford Rd.
Phoenixville, Pa 19460
June 26th, 2004
3pm - Whenever
Live Music: The Cut Offs, Mobedda, Internet Sex Ring, and Notch 45
$5 donation gets you all the food and beer you can drink. Must be 21 to drink.
Food and bands start promptly at 4pm.
I'd love to see some of you come out if you can make it. It's gonna be a blast. This is the 4th annual BBQ, and last years was cool as shit. Good bands, and I wrestled an ogre. Yeah, I wrestled a 6'8" 300lb beast for some god awful reason. If ya got nothin goin on, come on out. Tell your friends. It's open to anyone and everyone. Last year we had over 300 people show up. This year, we're hoping to kill that number. Also, as an added bonus, a special edition Astromonkey comic will be on sale for $1. We're only printing 100, so it'd be wise to get your hands on one quickly.
IM me at WolfmanLTA if ya have any questions.
Ok.....bare with me, for this post will seem a little out of character for me.
Well, today was the fuckin shit. After a long night of binge drinking (and thankfully no purging), I awoke around noonish. I headed down to Bob's (The Prize Fight) to record some shit. He was workin on a new song for his band, and I got to play a part in it's recording. I managed to put together a few things for the album I'm working on, but our time was cut a little short because......
The Prize Fight played tonight! That's right. Their first show in nearly two months. I got to go and thank god that I did. Despite their many mic problems, and the fact that Johnny (the lead singer) bashed himself in the head with his mic causing him to bleed during the set, it was fucking awesome. And it's been made official amongst the band, that when they get signed (which may be happening real soon), I'm their official roadie. Fucking SUHWEET!
Then, Bob and I went to Bennigans to shoot some darts. These two guys were playing, and they were making it pretty obvious that they wanted to play for money, and that they could pretty much hustle anyone in the place. So, Bob and I, being the drunk fucks that we were, took them up on a game. Winners get $50 each. So we played ONE game, for an hour and a half. And what happens? We fucking beat them! That's right! On our last round, both Bob and I hit double bullseye's to win the game. WOO!
Now all I have to do, is pick one of the 7 fucking parties that are going on tomorrow to go to. Here's the dilemma. The first party, thrown by a friend of a friend, is promising an appearance of a girl that I really hit it off with. She's single. I'm single. It's gotta happen. The second party is the annual PBR-BQ III, which promises Pabst Blue Ribben and many boobies. The third, is my co-worker/friends graduation party. She's insisting that I go. This party promises the showing of many underage boobies, which appeals to most people, but me. I apologize when I say that I prefer girl's that I'm seeing be old enough to buy their own cigarettes. The thought of going to a party where there won't be anyone over the age of 18 aside from me truely repulses me. Plus the fact that I'd hate to be there if they got busted for underage drinking. That wouldn't be pretty. Thus my dilemma.
You can bet your ass though, that I'll be hitting that first party. I fucked up my first chance with her by smoking something I shouldn't have smoked, and spent the whole night sick outside. Needless to say, I learn from my mistakes, and that won't happen again.
Wish me luck.
Well, today was the fuckin shit. After a long night of binge drinking (and thankfully no purging), I awoke around noonish. I headed down to Bob's (The Prize Fight) to record some shit. He was workin on a new song for his band, and I got to play a part in it's recording. I managed to put together a few things for the album I'm working on, but our time was cut a little short because......
The Prize Fight played tonight! That's right. Their first show in nearly two months. I got to go and thank god that I did. Despite their many mic problems, and the fact that Johnny (the lead singer) bashed himself in the head with his mic causing him to bleed during the set, it was fucking awesome. And it's been made official amongst the band, that when they get signed (which may be happening real soon), I'm their official roadie. Fucking SUHWEET!
Then, Bob and I went to Bennigans to shoot some darts. These two guys were playing, and they were making it pretty obvious that they wanted to play for money, and that they could pretty much hustle anyone in the place. So, Bob and I, being the drunk fucks that we were, took them up on a game. Winners get $50 each. So we played ONE game, for an hour and a half. And what happens? We fucking beat them! That's right! On our last round, both Bob and I hit double bullseye's to win the game. WOO!
Now all I have to do, is pick one of the 7 fucking parties that are going on tomorrow to go to. Here's the dilemma. The first party, thrown by a friend of a friend, is promising an appearance of a girl that I really hit it off with. She's single. I'm single. It's gotta happen. The second party is the annual PBR-BQ III, which promises Pabst Blue Ribben and many boobies. The third, is my co-worker/friends graduation party. She's insisting that I go. This party promises the showing of many underage boobies, which appeals to most people, but me. I apologize when I say that I prefer girl's that I'm seeing be old enough to buy their own cigarettes. The thought of going to a party where there won't be anyone over the age of 18 aside from me truely repulses me. Plus the fact that I'd hate to be there if they got busted for underage drinking. That wouldn't be pretty. Thus my dilemma.
You can bet your ass though, that I'll be hitting that first party. I fucked up my first chance with her by smoking something I shouldn't have smoked, and spent the whole night sick outside. Needless to say, I learn from my mistakes, and that won't happen again.
Wish me luck.
