Is it true that most men don't like cats? I don't just like my cats, I love them to the point where I constantly pat, stroke and squeeze them. I make it my mission each day to make them two little purring balls of content. They're my babies. I never grow tired of them ( Read more... )

One thing which really bothers me is waking up excited for nothing. Where does that excitement go? I'll tell you. It's a scientific conservation of energy thing. All excitement that isn't converted into satisfaction becomes disappointment.

Depressed. Not about anything in particular, which is the best and worst kind of depressed. I feel like I've had a lifecrash. Everything moving so fast, blurring, and then suddenly stopped. Thank Christ I did stop. But that stop has brought on a kind of inertia ( Read more... )

I'm watching Cat On A Hot Tin Roof and it seems my dialogues are part of some twisted Tennessee Williams play.

Perhaps my life.

Maybe this is why I love Tennessee Williams more than Earth.

He was aiming at my heart and soul alone, and hit dead in the middle.

To all the bus drivers of all the buses I've been on in the past 3 or 4 years: I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being the only person in Western Australia who doesn't say "Thanks" when he gets off the bus. Still, my paranoia when it comes to you all isn't entirely my fault ( Read more... )

Battle of the Worlds is being constructed in the Workshop on the New Supidity Messageboard.

If you like, you can check out the New Supidity Site Here.Being a bad-movie geek doesn't mean you simply seek out bad movies and watch them, like a normal person. The whole attraction of bad movies are the stories that surround them, and the inspiration ( Read more... )

You know, this feels like a sad entry for me. It's the last time I post something creatively supid on my journal. From now on my journal becomes.....a journal! I'm creating a workshop on the new Triumph of Supidity forums where I begin my next photocomic, photoshopped comic, film review and photoshops. Anything creative that's private I'm putting ( Read more... )

My collection of b-grade movies to poke fun at, make comics from and create stuff out of now stands at over 1000.

( Beneath the 12-Mile Reef - Part ... *sneeze* )

I've started to gain an appreciation for old junk, and a love for second-hand stores. This probably means I'm becoming an old man. I sometimes suddenly fall asleep if I wait too long between drinks. This probably means I'm becoming an old man. When I go shopping these days I really appreciate specials and bargains. This probably means...never mind ( Read more... )

One of the strange things about doing these comics is that I'm getting a very close look at films that I would have struggled to watch normally. I'll come out of this remembering Beneath the 12-Mile Reef scene by scene. And I've actually enjoyed it.

( Beneath the 12-Mile Reef - The Voyage Continues )