Perry Bible Fellowship

Ok, so i now that it's been ages since my last post, but life's been helluva busy the last few weeks. Got a bunch of ideas but no time to see them to fruition. As a quick post, i thought i'd do something i've been meaning to for a while. Some of you may have noticed that i have a link to something called The Perry Bible Fellowship. No, i'm not a weird, religious nutter. The site is the home page for the comic work by the illustrator Nicholas Gurewitch. He's had a pretty cool career, and if want to know more about it... well, you fingers work and god invented Wikipedia for a reason (a point of topic for a later post, by the way). All i'll say is the guy is brilliant. His comics are just about as off-beat as they can get without going too much over the line (although some might debate that... but they're wrong). So here's an example. If it tickles your prostate in just the right way, check out his site here. Careful though, first time i visited i got stuck for hours trying to get through them all. Thanks Nic P.S. i've decided that capital i's are for losers. Dot, no dot - come on! it's the same thing. It's that flipping lower-case L that's got the problem.

Lectcha Sketch #11 1/2

So I'm posting two comics for a good reason: I had this brief moment when I thought that no-one would get the first one and so hastened into a second one (hastened being the operative word). Posting them together because the second isn't really... um... good. As it is though, I might enjoy it more.

Lectcha Sketch #10

This is one of the best examples of the mentality behind Lectcha Sketch. I have NO idea where this came from. My brain had melted. Marketing was winning. I don't even know if I knew that I was drawing. Then my friend made some comment and something clicked..

Impatient Cops

I've eventually had it. (Warning, this is probably going to turn into a rant.) Like everyone else in this city, I've become accustomed to pulling over to allow the regular flow of police and traffic officers right of way during the worst of rush hour traffic. We don't just do this to be polite, of course. Aside from the potential loss of life that may occur as the result of preventing a police car or ambulance from arrive at a scene on time (yes, we care, damnit!), I believe that this bit of road etiquette is in fact law; one of the few bits of road legislation that the majority of the motorists in this country adhere to. What apt irony it is then that this, one of the few upstanding habits still remaining on our motorways, is being so blatantly abused by our local authority figures. Now, I'm all for abusing ones position every now and then - that's one of the unofficial perks of being in any position of authority or power. Everyone expects it and would be liars if they said that they wouldn't like to themselves. There is an unspoken rule, however, that you do your best not to look like you're doing it. In most cases, it's easy enough to say that no-one likes a smart-arse, but when it comes to police or medical vehicles slipping through busy traffic the scenario is a little different. People aren't letting you through because you're the boss - it's not because of respect or fear - it's because they believe that you are off to save a person's life and that any delay may have potentially grave consequences. It's no secret, of course, that the thumb may, on occasion, "accidentally" find the siren button, or that the "emergency call" may be suddenly resolved, conveniently as you pass you home. These transgressions are tolerated, if not acceptable. But the days of subtle manipulation of the bounds of ones authority are long gone, it appears. The officers of today may as well be speeding down the white line with their sirens blaring and the bird out the window, flipping off other motorists as they pass, for all the discretion they are using. I realize that it is more likely that accidents will occur during rush hour, but lets be serious: I see more police vehicles flying past me on the highway between five and six than I see throughout the rest of the week during normal hours. I was even passed by a blaring Casper a few weeks ago. Where could he be going? I'm doubting that his passengers are in any rush. The final straw for me was early last week when I watched a police van on the M3 leapfrogging between cars. He would put on his siren, pull out between traffic, pass a car or two and then pull back in. A few minutes later and he'd do it again. And again. And again. It became so frustrating to watch that some motorists hooted, yet still the unknowing drivers up ahead continued to let him pass, unaware of how absurdly blatant his insult was. I have to imagine that some were suspicious though, with the stop, start, stop, start of his warbling siren periodically punctuating the noise of traffic. I say final straw, but what is there to do? Report them? Ha ha. Fat load of good that'll do. Besides, there's always the chance, however slim, that they turn out to be one of the good guys doing their job. Sometimes I depress myself.