Chowderhead Bazoo

New Orleans: When Everything Broke

(Photo: Voodoo Shop - French Quarter, 1998.)

Words continue to fail me... My freak-out overload seems only sporadically dormant. And all the motherfuckers got away with it. This particular motherfucker still has a job, which simply defies belief.

More here. And did I really read this? ---

"There are a lot of lessons we want to learn out of this process in terms of what works.  I think we are in fact on our way to getting on top of the whole Katrina exercise." –Vice President Dick Cheney, Sept. 10, 2005.

Exercise? Jesus H... Make of that what you will.

Speaking of Beards...

Uptight Seattleite.

From the "You Gotta' Be Kidding Me" File

The Mozilla Store? Why? Don't click it. Do not click the beard. The beard is insane.

The pallid bowl-cut mini Morlock-man does all right now. He is happening. He is cutting the edge. Hatchet-face medication lady admires him also. And he digital arrows Firefox. I think it may be some kind of new cosplay ipod fusion gear real time re-imagining paradigm shift type thing. Behold.

As one may be inclined to do now a hundred times a day, one searches the bluest sky, unable to penetrate infinity and, hand on the extreme nacho cheese pump, asks - why?

Why? Pump. Pump. Why?

Do you digital arrow Firefox? Are you ready to prove it? Can you afford not to?

The Ballad of Wormboy - Part 2

Doobie Doofus

Let's get serious about pot! Oops, too late. But hey, if you enjoy a little indulgin' in the ol' "Mary Jane" now and then, why not crank it up a bit and turn it into a loud, clownish, and annoying way of life? Not only will you be learning more about rope and tunics than you ever thought possible, but you'll also be freaking out The Man. Now if only The Man could ever look at you without giggling and shaking his head. What's worse, this specimen - invariably going by some idiotic, ridiculously cliche old hippy handle like Captain Wizard - always seems to be elected spokesman for the local hemp activists, leading one to assume that this guy's practically conservative or lucid compared to the rest of them. Or maybe this is their vision of Utopia - who knows? Who cares? Got any Wheat Thins? But, hey - way to dispel those preconceived notions, Cap'n - thanks for all your hard work! Never mind the fact that the bud he's huffing is about fifty times stronger than that of his groovy forefathers, but maybe he could take a cue from them and the countless casual tokers before him and just shut the fuck up and smoke it.

What if...?

Paul Boyd - R.I.P.

A cartooning colleague met with a tragic end last week and the local animation community continues to be in a state of shock. Paul Boyd was a good guy and a talented pro with whom I got the chance to work with on more than one project, including the intro sequence for Ed Edd n' Eddy. Paul did the wonderfully energetic animation and I provided the practically non-existent backgrounds. We shared a good laugh over the wildly disproportionate distribution of labour, lemme' tell you. And really, you won't likely see anything this hardcore cartoony on TV anymore.

Story here. Reaction here. Paul's intro below.

The Ballad of Wormboy - Part 1

Bearly Poster Giggin'