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So, it’s been an ice-cream-riffic kinda day. Apart from posting two delicious gelato recipes on Nommable:

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liret is working on a column about ice cream for Nommable, too. We discussed naming her column last night. Here’s how it went:

jess: (10:33:10 PM) I am trying to think of an overarching title for these ice cream posts
tea: (10:33:45 PM) you could do them lemony snicket style and make each of them “i scream for…”
jess: (10:34:05 PM) I could!
jess: (10:39:52 PM) or something like ‘eating new england’ which I could also use for donut and cupcake places
jess: (10:40:07 PM) there needs to be a word specifically for eating dessert.
jess: (10:40:27 PM) I suppose there’s snacking
tea: (10:40:58 PM) devouring?
jess: (10:41:20 PM) I like that because it makes me sound like a dinosaur
tea: (10:41:47 PM) yes
tea: (10:42:02 PM) that’s because you are a dinosaur
jess: (10:42:28 PM) How did you find out my secret identity?
tea: (10:42:46 PM) it’s the very small arms
jess: (10:43:17 PM) and the big head
tea: (10:43:22 PM) yes
tea: (10:43:27 PM) and the scales
tea: (10:43:30 PM) and the eating people
jess: (10:43:36 PM) well, yes
jess: (10:43:44 PM) that last one might have been a bit careless of me
jess: (10:44:09 PM) but it is hard to remember, since my brain is the size of a walnut
tea: (10:44:46 PM) i love you
jess: (10:45:03 PM) I eat you!
jess: (10:45:10 PM) No, wait, love. I meant love.
tea: (10:45:24 PM) BUT I AM SO TASTEY
jess: (10:45:30 PM) nom nom nom
jess: (10:45:56 PM) do not be offended by my cultural dialect that makes me say ‘eat’ when I really mean ‘eat’
tea: (10:46:29 PM) THAT SOUNDS LIKE A CERTAIN ROBOT I KNOW
jess: (10:47:47 PM) Robots are smart! Except for the part where they destroy instead of devour.

That comment about robots at the end is a reference to Skin Horse, btw. The strip that is referencing is hanging on my wall.

So then I was talking to my friend Steve. Remember Steve? If you don’t, you can read about him here. Steve is awesome and he’s in a new band. Here is their rendition of Folsom Prison Blues:

So then we were talking about an original song he played last night at an open mic, and then we wrote the most awesome song ever:

MY ICE CREAM IS MELTING BUT MY ARMS ARE SO SMALL.
I CAN’T SEEM TO MAKE IT REACH MY MOUTH AT ALL
MY NAME STRIKES FEAR INTO EVERY DINOSAUR.
BUT MY CHERRY VANILLA’S DRIPPING ON THE FLOOR.

As you can tell, it is sort of about Jess.

Tea: that is how he became extinct
Steve: Died with a cone in its claw. Alas.
Tea: poor t-rex, we hardly knew ye
Steve: And thanks to that one movie, velociraptors kinda stole their thunder.

I’m not sure what it MEANS, but SOMETHING, SURELY.

Anyway, there has been a dearth of actual ice cream as I went out with my mom for mango sangria and ceviche. YUM. My father says that is not as good as White Castle and he is disappointed I went without him, though :-(

I really, really need to get back into drawing comics. I have half of a one done for joeymichaels and I keep having ideas. So many things I like to do, DAYS WHY DON’T YOU HAVE THIRTY-TEN HOURS?

I think that is all for now! May your dreams be full of ice-cream-eating dinosaurs!

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

On many Mondays, I make a very long trek out to Brooklyn to L Nichols’ home for a drawing night with a bunch of cartoonists. I started going because Margo and Darryl invited me to come, and I’ve been really enjoying it! We do drawing and talking and lately some of the group has been beginning to play D&D.

I can’t play D&D, because I have to leave pretty early if I want to get home in time, but I enjoy helping by making completely useless comments.

Yesterday, L was trying to decide on a good monster for a level 1 party. I suggested a lot of helpful things like a pumpkin and a toothbrush and finally I suggested an angry spoon.

Somehow, from angry spoon, Darryl come up with a new comic character: “Judgmental Dad Spoon.”

Then we got to discussing how when cartoonists get together, there are always all these really funny ideas that never get written down, because everyone is too busy working on their own thing. So I decided I would help by drawing Judgmental Dad Spoon.

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

Last night, Rina came over to play! And by play, I mean draw.

When I was a little kid, my favorite game would be to sit with my friends and both draw the same thing at the same time.

None of my friends liked this game. They would usually get bored after the first one. I have a sketchbook from when I was a kid, where I used to have “theme pages.” There was a clown page and a cheerleader page and some other pages, but those are the ones I remember. I would ask my friends to add their doodles of clowns or cheerleaders or whatever to the appropriate page. Some of them humored me. Some of them didn’t even go that far.

But tonight, Rina came over and we drew things!

Rina has been doing this neato series of comic versions of tweets, and she worked on some of those. Then I did some, too, but mostly, I drew pictures of Rina drawing! And here I will reveal the secret, centuries-old process by which her comic tweets are made! It has been passed down for generations and protected by a secret order of sworn guardians.

Rina is freaking awesome, y’all. It’s so cool to be able to draw with someone who has so much talent and skill and is willing to talk about her art and pass on advice and knowledge so openly. Plus, she is just generally fabulous. Go check out our comic tweets on her blog!

Here they are!

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.