Occasionally I do worry I’m doing it wrong.
Mostly I just draw silly pictures and ignore the haterz. (actually, I don’t think I’ve ever met a ‘hater’. Are they as bad as people say?)
I drew this while waiting for my upgrade meeting to start today. Guess I thought this was how it was going to pan out.
Basically I have put this up because I have no pride, someday this is going to stop me getting an academic job isn’t it.
Also, this is the possibly inauspicious start to Self Aware Comics Week at Avoiding the Bears (well, I have at least one more to post that fits that theme, at any rate).
In a break from riots, lo: a buddy comedy about fightin’ the Protestants. Er, possibly.
In case it’s not obvious, I have developed a slight fixation with Johann Tserclaes, Count of Tilly, just for being called Tilly.
Oh yeah, and if you want to know more about the Catholic League, click away my darlings.
Because, again, this is the main reason I am up so late. Autofresh on the Guardian liveblog? Why yes please, thank you kindly. Bit dazed by horribleness and commentary. Would just like to opine, though (because everyone’s an op-ed writer these days), that we shouldn’t bring the army in for the very good reason that this is not the end of Jurassic Park 3.
Thanks to Lizzy (of Early Modern Post fame), my London riots cleanup companion, for this idea! Brooms are great for combating rioting horribleness (er, possibly not literally. Violence is wrong…), we decided. Mine was bright pink and awesome. The Riotwombles (I love this term, well done Twitter) are brilliant, damnit that is what London is about.