Archive for the ‘General Advice’ Category

In Which No One Cares About The Sound Of One Hand Clapping

January 23rd, 2009 No comments

But you SHOULD care about the sound of a bunch of liberal putting together and album of great music to support Netroot Nations in Second Life.  Can’t make this year’s Netroots Nation conference this year for whatever reason?  I probably can’t either – why not attend online then?  It’s a helluva a lot cheaper if not free.

Of course, nothing is free so who’s gonna pay for it?  You can help by buying The Revolution Will Be Streamed on It’s an album (or CD or whatever you want to call it) of music donated by the Thinking Liberally crowd on Second Life.  14 songs for $8 AND you get to help out a good cause?  That’s not too bad.

And outside of the brilliant talent, you can hear Billy Bob Neck…umm…rapping.

In Which I Help The HRC Campaign Get Their Message Out

May 21st, 2008 2 comments

If you’re a poor, uneducated white person who doesn’t want to vote for “that kind of person” then HRC wants your vote.  And if you’re planning on voting for HRC simply for that reason – if you’ll pledge to switch parties simply because “that kind of person” isn’t your kind of person then why not tell the rest of the country about it by using the ultimate American power tool – the bumper sticker

I mean, really, if you can go on national television and tell the country you’re a racist then buy a 50 pack and hand them out at church.

Go get some now!

In Which I Find More Digital Crack

May 15th, 2008 1 comment

I blame Dani.

I didn’t know about Bitstrip and I now I do.  It allows you to make your own cartoons.  I can’t draw for shit but I’ve always yearned to do a comic strip and I have the perfect idea for a comic book:  Poreman.

It’s about a guy that’s beaten with in an inch of his life and becomes a parapelegic.  He used to be a go-getter but now he’s lying in the hospital, slowly giving up on himself.  His girlfriend, heartsick by it all, comes up with a plan to get his head back on straight.  She burns a copy of the theme from Xanadu and leaves it on repeat in his room.  He hates that song.  After two days of listening to it, he learns how to manipulate his pores so that he can shoot various bodily liquids with deadly accuracy.  In this way, he short cicuits the CD player, saves his sanity and gets back his self-worth.

Then he starts fighting crime.

Yes, brilliant, I know.  And if I could draw I’d have a bigger home and a larger TV set.

As it stands, I’ve done my first cartoon on Bitstrip.  Who knows?  Maybe I can do Poreman with it.