So for the last two weeks we have been working on comic life projects. We use the application "Comic Life", which is a really sweet application. It is going to be a nice add on to my creative repertoire. It is one of the most user friendly applications that I have come across. It took about 15 minutes for my sweet, nice, classy instructor to give me the gist of the program, then I was off and running. I wish Photo Shop were this user friendly. I started a comic called "The Adventures of Sticky Stan". Sticky Stan is a nickname that I received when I was just a young lad. It has kind of stuck since. The name seems to have disappeared in the last couple of years due to me moving all over god's green Earth, but has made a strong reemergence as of late. I have a lot of idea's to use with Sticky Stan and Comic Life. Anytime I go on a trip or anything I can come home and with the photo's I can make a quick little comic book about my adventures. I think people are going to get a kick out of it. Since I live an adventurous life I think it will translate nicely into comic life.
When I was playing with comic life at home. My roommate asked me what I was doing. I explained the project that I was working on. He told me to make him a comic book character. So I decided to make him the villain in the first story. He doesn't actually hate awesome people and he is a really nice guy. The rest of the batman photo's were just photo's that I had on facebook from Halloween when I was bartending in that ridiculous outfit. as for the rest of the shots.
Ummm... I drink a lot of tequila and I end up naked a lot. I get tagged with these photo's on facebook constantly. So I had a bunch of them. For my Comic life story I kind of made a gag out of it. I hope you enjoy and I promise no matter how hard you look their is no nudity in this comic collection... Also before the question is presented... No animals were hurt or killed in making this comic strip.
Just follow this link to go see the whole 7 page comic at it's worst ;)
Suppose your were an idiot and suppose you were a member of Congress... But I repeat myself. - Mark Twain
The first thing I ever remember writing was, a poem about Republican Pilgrims and something about the color of the flag. It was during the big Republican wave of the Reagen era. Very cutting edge stuff. I really don't remember why I chose this particular topic. But people thought that it was just so cute, that a 8 yr old kid was writing about politics.
I ended up winning a few awards for my partisan writing. I received a little bit of money, to put in my Osh Kosh pockets; and my political writing career was off to an exhilarating start. Problem was... I never wrote about politics again... Ever... Until TODAY that is!!!! Thank You. Thank You. *takes bow*. I write satire. Not Politics. Politics are Bologna. So are most of the people that talk about politics. I know this, but I love listening to people talk about manipulated information. I just love listening to the way people deliver different wrong ideas. You can sell me anything and if you are a good enough orator than I'll momentarily believe you.
A couple years ago I had the opportunity to do a little bit of fighting in Iraq. So I have a pretty good idea what's going on over there in tat dessert. It's amazing, I listen to people tell me what's going on in Iraq at least once a week. These people have no clue whats happening in that country. They do so enjoy listening to themselves talk though. They can't possibly understand what is happening on a day to day routine over there. I don't mention much about it for a couple of different reasons. Honestly, when I was there it really seemed like we were helping. The villagers loved having us around. The kids adored us. We basically made sure people had medical care, homes and warm food. All while keeping lookout for the bad guy's that would basically stop at nothing to kill us. Not because of religious reasons, they were just basically common criminals. Rich terrorists were paying anybody to kill us. Since they had no jobs, it was a pretty decent way for them to feed their family's (almost honorable right? Strap a bomb to yourself, get your six kids fed for the rest of their lives. Yeah that's the problem). I don't really talk about it because I'm not their anymore. It has probably changed so much since I left. Sure I know more than most people. Even by military standards. I was a top level Intelligence Analyst. I had all kinds of information that's obsolete now. I still don't talk about politics because If I'm not studying it all day every day like some people are. Then I probably don't know what I'm talking about. I was a approached by a communist the other day at a bar. I was drunk. He was kind of an idiot but he had some rather interesting ideas on the fight oversees. Except for the one where I was murdering kids the whole time I was in Iraq. I let it all slide because I'm a happy drunk, but some of his commie thoughts weren't as horrible as I was lead to believe. The kid could twist a tale, and he new his stuff. That's why I think Obama is such a great President. He is a great speaker. It's one of the most important traits to have if you want to lead a country. I'm a moderate now. As far as I understand that means: I don't have to choose any side on any idea. Times change, opinions change, I change, and my political party can be anything I want it to be. I think it's crazy to be like "every single thing that Barack Obama does is exactly what I want in a president". Then I would be brainwashed. If I were to say "every single thing that George Bush Jr did was so stupid". I would be brainwashed.
Again, I have no clue why I wrote this story when I was a kid. I was not overtly interested in politics as a child. I remember listening to a lot of my older brothers punk rock albums, and always hearing stuff like "screw the government" and not knowing what the word "government" even meant. So there was no logical reason for me to be some little republican. It was like people who root for the Dallas Cowboy's or the Miami Heat … strictly an exercise in front running. The issues didn't matter, because I was too young to grasp them. All I knew was that everyone seemed to like my poem about the political climate in America, and so I did too. Turns out actual politics aren't all that more complicated.
As I grew up a little bit and became a little bit more politically aware, turning sharply liberal as a result of watching MTV's "Choose or Lose" coverage, which was basically a liberal FOX News, for Captain Crunch eating suburban white kids who thought it was hip to listen to Public Enemy and thought Downtown Julie Brown was smoking hot. She was... I allowed the network to brainwash me with their progressive opinions because I was a teenager and was waiting for Cindy Crawford's "House of Style" to start immediately afterwards.
I have political opinions now, but frankly I'm not all that confident in them. I feel like my political ideals are more the result of random sociological engineering than they are any kind of inherent values I possess. You see people who are wildly political all the time and it's somewhat absurd because their identities are so wrapped up in their political ideas, as if this was the only possible way they could have turned out. As if they had seen everything and knew everything and this opinion they hold is the only possible conclusion they could ever come to. But that's not true, of course. We're all influenced one way or the other as we go along, perhaps more than we'd care to admit. Sometimes I'll read something political and I can feel myself being dragged into believing something I'm not remotely experienced enough to have a real opinion on. And yet it's so easy to want to make it my own, to buy into it and say I'm for this and against that. I go out and I tell somebody my new great political stance. This person (usually my brother) in turn shoots it down explains why it's a bad idea. How it is hurting people and I'm right back to square one. It's all bullshit. Call me flip floppy but that's just the way you have to be in today's everchanging climate. Anybody else that won't change their stance is just blockheaded. So I look back at writing a political poem in third grade and I think to myself: "Hey, that's kinda funny. But it's also kinda messed up and lame all at once." I have the self-awareness now to know nothing about my political beliefs then were the product of my own independent thinking. And they probably still aren't. Judging by the stuff you see people spew every day, I wouldn't be alone.
I get all the information I need from Jon Stewart, Southpark and Family Guy. That's just fine with me.
So I just moved to NYC a couple months ago. Since I was the ripe age of 18 I had this crazy fantasy of becoming a stand up comic. I liked sports and I kinda wanted to be a professional football player or baseball player or something. But in today's day in age if your not willing to take a little Human Growth Hormone cocktail or two, then you won't be able to cut the mustard in the big leagues. Frankly I wasn't prepared for my testicles to get any smaller during this fragile time in my teenage life... So I stayed clear of the sauce. Now, my options were cut down to either becoming an astronaut or a stand up comedian. After reading up on both professions I quietly decided that it would best if I figured out how to do this comedy thing. The problem is their is no clear path to take when choosing this career. So I figured out that I would start looking for it by joining the Army. What!?! That's the dumbest thing you could do. I know. But it put a couple shingles in my pocket and gave me a couple adventures to tell my kiddo's. Ok, so, four years after running around Iraq like a god damn cowboy. I land here in NYC. The city that never sleeps or some sh*t. And I absolutly love it. probably should have done this a couple years ago.
So I landed/crash landed at my one of my good buddies pads down on Houston street. LES, alphabet, I don't know somewhere on the bottom right. I spend the first two months trying to get adjusted to my surroundings. This is a huge city. I can really haul some a$$, so I begin just walking all over the bottom half of this thing. I got Coyote Ugly, Duane Reade (I thought it was a book store, like damn this NY hipsters really love reading), some banging taco trucks, some of the most beautiful women in the world (who as of yet, want absolutley nothing to do with me; at least until I sell a joke or two), and I have some really revolutionary Rock & Roll music being created right before my eyes.
Good stuff, I'm in good shape here. Ok so I went and got my self a job. I do security for Bowery Presents as I said before.
Ok, now I have some cash flow rolling thru. Not much, but enough to go to the local watering hole and not have to drink the cheap shelf. I needed something else. hmmm. I'll go check out school's. After being thouroghly rejected from every institution of higher education in the Tri-State area I choose TCI college of technology. I chose TCI because it was the only university that would accept me with my very decorated past (I regret nothing, alright I can't seem to shake that donkey show in mexico away). Now the funny thing is... I really, really like it here. The schedule is perfect for me. My curreculum is keeping me interested. I'm doing photoshop, blogging, I have some Illustrator going on. I am even doing a little drawing. Teachers are cool. It's all good. The next step is to get some stage time. Do some reading and fit in a little writing.
I mentioned in my earlier post that I moved a lot. So, it's funny when I first move somewhere I always have to introduce myself. So when I start doing Stand-up in a new place. I have to hit the bald jokes real hard. When I was about 12 years old I acquired this condition called Alopecia Universalis
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Trevor Sheaffer
