June 28th, 2005- "My last Goodbye"- I just noticed the 'goodbye' strip. Sure, we make fun of our critics
at the same time giving a serious farewell. Except... it's not over. We will be back. If you look to your left, you'll notice
Zed mentioned this is only the end to "chapter zero"... in fact, chapter one will be the opening. (duh) Which may or may not
happen by the end of the summer. It all depends how well this sci-fi comic works out. The sci-fi comic will be worked out
into chapters as well. Three chapters to be exact, that all course themselves over the span of one year. Chapter One- Beginning
of the year, Chapter Two- midyear, and Chapter Three- The finale. I know what you're thinking. So in a Mini-Q&A,
I'll answer them here. "What if you surpass chapter three? What if everyone loves it because it's super cool and wants more?"
Then, tiny tim, there will be more. We feed the fans what they want. No, we're not sell outs, we're just curtious to those
who love us.
Next question, "when will it be submitted to webboards and webcomic communities?" Right after the first
strip. We're not wasting any time with perfection or something like that. The updates, more than likely, will be shorter and
quicker. In no way will we screw this one up... oops.
Why are you doing this? Stop it! It hurts! No way, billy, this is for you.... YOUUU! The sci-fi project
is a chance for Zed N' myself to spread our wings with specified genres. We never meant to be labeled as nerds and have our
precious classified under "geeky"... we want much more than that. And before you tards start writing angry letters for our
excessive smack-down on geeks, just know we're not gonna take it... no, we aint gonna take it... oh, sorry, but it's true.
Hate mail is for suckers, and for now on we're only open to helpful critiqing. "You're so lame" is no longer acceptable. Can
we stop you from sending them? No. Will we read them? No.
Is the sci-fi comic gonna be a rip off and/or cliche?
Bastard. I'm still the writer and I'm still the one who creates. If anything is similar to any other comic is completly
coincidental and unintentional. There are only three web comics I read on a weekly basis. 1) Penny-Arcade (of course) 2) PBF
3) Bitter Bunny (it's just so awesome) so if anything reminds you of either three of those strips, I'll give up all I know
about ethics and call it a day. Agreed.
As for cliches, I don't know. We have the main character a man investigating the proof of aliens in order to save the
planet. He's not an FBI agent or part of any organazation, so it's not the X-Files or Twilight Zone, season two. He has no
experience or basis to begin with. It's all from scratch. Scratch in my head, that is.
What in the fuck?
We got really bad reviews. And before I even submitted the comic anywhere after Roxcomics, I told Zed, "No matter what,
we won't change who and what we are." meaning the reviews are for educational purposes and will no way play part of any particular
changes. The changes we have made have been for the best, and during those changes I thought up a sci-fi-themed idea.
In this Sci-Fi comic, will any spinned-off characters come in?
Zed and Vincent will never appear in the sci-fi special. Although it would be nice. You see, the sci-fi comic takes
place between Chapter zero and chapter one of fill dapsy, if not, overlapping. The setting of the sci-fi strips are unknown
and unimportant. Fill Dapsy is in Florida in chapter zero, wheras Chapter One will be featured in Canada (hence that ol' last
comic of ours) where we throw aside the rules and follow through with a long, periodical arc that includes their adventures
in the Yukon and such. We have to be careful to not sterotype canadians. Oh, and Chapter Three of Fill Dapsy, who knows where
that will take place. I say the afterlife, but that's far from now.
Yeah, think about it. Zed and Vince die of maple syrup overdose and we end up in two seperate places. Zed heaven, Vince
hell. For one day a week the supernatural beings allow Zed and Vince to commune midway, in which they... commune.
But you have two updates a week... what happens that other update?
Well, either Zed or Vincent have their own seperate adventure.
And what happens in Chapter four?
We'll all be dead by then.
See you guys later! Check this site for the linking to our Sci-Fi project.. soon!
June 27th, 2005- Saying goodbye to Fill Dapsy, even for a short period of time, is hard. Over the last
couple of months, I've attatched myself to this strip. It's pretty fun to mess around with. Problem with being so clingy is
the fact we (Zed and I) have to step up soon and become better than capable. We'll be way over our heads with our new project.
Don't fret, Fill Dapsy is only on hiatus, and will be back new n' improved one day.
The new site for the U.F.O. project (currently it's called: UFO: unnatural fictious online as a working title, but I
assure you it won't be our ongoing title) is currently in the works. It will be clean and efficient, I promise it won't be
hard to navigate through.
I've been working my way through GTA: San andreas, it's pretty stupid so far. Why didn't anyone tell me there would be
so much racial slur? Shit like this makes me beg for Vice City II. I hate it so much. Though I have dedicated my free time
(IN THE GAME) to beating any hookers that cross my path. I find it relieving. For shizzle.
More to come before it's over, temporarily.
June 22nd, 2005- Clingy people can't let go of things, especially topics. Over the last few days
I've noticed a couple of new people in my online experience that seem "clingy"... I, however, find myself above all of
that. Now, Science Fiction is a topic I can ramble on about all day. I don't care much for sexuality, religion and politics,
what really grabs hold of my attention is science fiction. That's why Zed and I have decided to branch off Fill
Dapsy for a while (soon, we haven't put 'Dapsy to a rest yet.) We're not going to go all WB network on you. If "Dapsy"
goes on hiatus due to a secondary project, we'll leave you with something to think about.
The new science fiction project is going to be about an everyday obsessee (Is that a word?) who learns upon some starry
night that the world will end in one year exactly if he cannot obtain proof of aliens, and get a binary code from them to
deactivate the end of the world. It's a comedy. I actually already have a good ten-issue layout planned. If we (zed and I)
enjoy what we do after those ten, we will stick ourselves into the Untitled Fictious Oline (that's a working title) full time
and possibly, just possibly, leave Fill Dapsy behind. It all depends on priorities and ability to grasp onto more than one
project at a time and keep a well-formed consistent update on both sides. Only time will tell. Excuse me for using such a
lame, cliched phrase.
June 21st, 2005-
I didn't even know it, but freakylinks, that old website/tv show is still up and running!
It's been relocated to http://www.haxan.com/portfolio/freakylinks/
however, it isn't how I remember it. I remember it being fun and exciting, but that was before the TV show premired/ended.
(Fox basically axed the show in the beginning by putting it on early, 9 o'clock on a Friday night. Only I am home at 9 on
a Friday.) Now they're fixated on the tv show (it's archived now) but still, it brings back memories.
I do, indeed, believe in alien exsistence, and that's the type of stories I like to read. Aliens are mysterious. Big
Foot's just fuckin' blurry. I'm excited about "War of the Worlds"... one problem though: Tom Cruise. I like the guy, he's
a really cool guy (did you see him get squirt with the water gun? He basically made the guy feel like shit in just a calm
and cool fashion) The original War of the Worlds featured a scientist, but Tom Cruise's character is your everyday man, which
some may find sweet and touching to the story, but that's not the fuckin' story. It's about a scientist walking around with
a selected few people accepting the fact their watches have stopped and everyone is going to die. What's a construction worker
going to do besides take a break halfway through, just as they get going?
June 19th, 2005- You might see some changes soon. Don't expect much out of nothing.
June 17, 2005-- Why'd we go this way? With the new Archive system? Why did I spend a good hour of my
day sorting all this nonsense and writing pointless commentaries at the end? Not only do I fail to dislike all of you, but
I found it difficult to do anything but care. In all truth it's about our next target... not Roxcomics, we'll send
in our new material there when we get desperate.... no, we're looking at a bigger weekly spot from here. And
in order to submit, we needed to change to this format. I really hope no one complains, hint hint, because I spent a lot of
time on this, even if it doesn't look like much, it was a real pain in the ass to work with. Send questions in to
me, or just fumble around confused for the rest of your life, I don't care.
June 16th, 2005- I met a whore. While in New York, I met one. Especially since it was
indeed New York City, a whore is not uncommon, especially nasty ones. And this one was nasty. However, she had to be the finest
nasty bitch on the face of the planet. You know the kind you'd take an STD-ridden bullet for? This was her, and I was ready
to contract genital herpes to just get a taste. However, she was the unlikely whore with the heart of steel. She worked for
dollars, but she did her business behind the glass. That's right. A Nudie Booth Exclusive.
It all started with Sage wanting to go into a porno shop. Who can blame him, and honestly, I wanted to go as well. I'm
a guy, these are the things I enjoy at times. In the back of the porno shop there is a set of two different kind of nudie
booths. One is the kind with real women, and the other is with video. I say fuck the video features, if I want to sit in a
dark and closed space watching porn, I'll stay at home. So I looked into one of the booths and it was your average
closet with oozing man juice on the side of the glass. Behind the booths, facing the video collection in the front, is where
the women enter. And mother fuckin, there was a girl standing outside one to the very right, looking straight at me as I look
at a fine selection of girl-on-girl. I glance at her and she waves me over. I ignore her, because I have no money on me, and
I'm not that weird. I continue to look through various categories of pornographic material, and all the time, this girl won't
leave me alone. So I notice an ATM very close by. Now, the funniest thing I've seemed to encounter when it comes to women
is their excessive appeal to pretending I am invisible. So when a girl actually does take the time to notice and chose
me to give money to her, I take it for granted. Or at least in this case.
So I withdrew 20 dollars. It's New York, remember, so I try to carry as little on me as possible. If I get mugged, and
they get away with my credit card, I die knowing they won't see a fuckin' dime from my already-small account. I withdrew the
bare minimum because there's a sign hanging over the booths clearly stating "10 dollars"... so I get change from the crazy
guy behind the booth and I go in the designated booth.
Slowly, I insert a ten dollar bill in the slot, and the door comes up. There, the woman stands with a very short skirt
and a bra on, waiting for me. I'm sitting down in the chair, looking at her as if she's another passerby, because I am, indeed,
shy. She tries to tell me something, but I can't hear her, so I get up and move closer, she's trying to tell me to tip her.
Like, before she even takes her top off? No fuckin' way. Besides, I have only ten dollars on me. She asks for a whole twenty.
So I tell her I'm broke and she walks out of the booth, as if it's nothing.
Three days later, I'm still thinking about it and I go back to the shop, with thirty dollars in hand. I go into the same
booth with the same woman, and put in ten dollars, and then twenty. She begins to remove her top off but I signal her to stop,
I press a button on the speaker box and begin to talk. I tell her, "The thing that gets to me the most is you're still here,
in this shit hole, when you could be out there doing modeling or even acting. Maybe you can sing, I don't know. Instead you
waste your life in this little box begging for twenties and hoping to make a difference to one man's blue balls. The real
truth is you'll never be anything more than the piece of shit you are today, and that scares me more than it scares you. Because
if someone as remarkably attractive as you cannot make it in such a sexually sensitive world we find ourselves living in today,
how will such a disgusting asshole such as myself ever get along either? I'm as lost as you, but afraid to admit it until
one day I end up on the other side of this glass, sex-changed and all, wondering where I went wrong..... now, take off your
June 14th, 2005-- Clearly, the review is in. Yeah, I saw Batman initially two days before its actual
release. It's all about who you know, and I know Gordon.
I'd be lying if I were to say I'm not excited about tomorrow. I'm going on my first ever casino boat. Unfortunately,
I know nothing there is to know about gambling. Except winning is good, and losing is bad. I hate spectators. People who don't
understand the triving joy of putting all you've got on a certain number, color, card, slot, slut, dice, dog, or mathematical
equations for the pure excitement of the possibility of walking out with more than you walked in with. It's quite possible
I will leave depressed and aggitated with myself and others around me, but really, it's all about having fun. I'm going with
Zed and Glenn (yes, the famous time traveling Glenn) and they're the kind of guys that won't be leaving like me. I have no
restraint. I can't help myself. I generally suck at quick and money-thrived decisions.
Check out the Batman review, and be sure to keep checking back to that page, as I'm sure Zed will add a review on there
from time to time. As will I. Next, I'm sure, I'll be writing on Bewitched. I'm in love with Nicole Kidman.
June 13th, 2005- See, I told you we wouldn't be in an update crisis forever. We're on a roll, and I
hate to jynx it, but I really think we're about to blow up into something better. Speaking of something better, Batman is
almost here, isn't it? I cannot wait to see it. Actually, to sound more like a celebrity than I am, I'm here to announce I
see it tonight (The monday before it's released) Celebrities always see movies before they're released. I'm just special with
sorts of connections. Normally my old man genes kick in and I fall asleep around midnight, but I took a 3 hour nap today.
I fell asleep to the Coldplay CD that just came out (See previous rant) and I just may make it past 2 o'clock. Expect an early
After the Batman comics Zed has planned to released all this week (that I had nothing to do with writing, so you'll know)
we're changing format. After a long days of work, you'll get to click on "Latest" and you'll find the "previous" button. Click
on it and you'll go to previous. Uh-oh! Look at us getting fancy. That means we'll no longer have an official "Archive" page.
And I'm thinking of putting Vincent-commentaries on the bottom of each page, so you'll get the fake-DVD experience. Maybe
Zed will throw his 2-cents in there too. We( or at least, I do ) take pride in what the online comic Fill Dapsy has accomplished.
We need t-shirts before some multi-million corporation buys our indisclosed properties from us, with an offer we cannot refuse
(I like money)
I'm so glad I'm not a kid anymore. I remember all the relationship troubles being a teenager would bring. And by teenager
and kid, I mean a high school attendee. I look back on 90210 and Degrassi, thinking, "Was I really in that mind set?" I hate
the way it's so... adolescent. I feel bad that most teens grow up and realize there is nothing to the real world.
I'm gone, for now, see you guys next time.
June 12th, 2005-- Look! Another update! Let's do this quickly. I like Coldplay's new album, I
suggest it to anyone. When Coldplay came out with parachutes, I didn't like them very much at all. I believe it was the song
"Yellow" that made me hate them. Whatever song with the music video taking place on the beach is the one. It could've been
"Yellow"... but I just didn't like their new and eradicating sounds. Honeslty, I could've done without them and focus on Moby.
Not that I like Moby, I'm just saying that's how much I hated Coldplay. And then when I got the Garden State soundtrack and
listened to "Don't Panic" on a beautiful, hazy morning, I learned they were just fine by me. So I researched a little (because
that's what I do, I'm a journalist in the works) and found I enjoyed "Clocks" far more than any suffering male should. The
opening intro made me want to learn the masters of the piano, but Zed informs me my dreams are second to nothing, since my
fingers are not long. Though I hardly listen to anyone when it comes to my ambitions, he's right. ANYWAY, their new(er) song
"The Speed of Sound" really caught my attention while I was shopping around Virgin Mega Store in New York, and decided to
go with the purchase. Every since I pressed 'play' I have been in love. Seriously, if you're even remotely interested in music,
just try it out. But don't hurt me if you decide you don't like it.
Speaking of obsessions, I'm growing more and more in
love with the webcomic Zed and I have come to create. Even if my online alter ego is named Vincent, long before the strip
started I had seriously considered legally changing my name to Vincent. When I look at myself, I look like a Vincent. I hate
my real name, and to this day I'm considering a name change. But back to topic, I like the styling. The way our comic looks
like a sheet of paper with finished sketches, vertically enhancing and beautifully black n' white. Sometimes I think we need
shading, but in my own opinion, what we lack in style, we make up for in comprehension. Just look for a better reason to hate
us, I dare you. Other than the occasional inside jokes, you can't pass this thing up. You know it's good for us beginners.
One day it will improve to an extemely-brilliant piece of art, but until then, we're getting the treatment of webcomics that
the film industry got with Clerks, and soon we'll press forward with our sophmoric approach of our "Mallrats," entitled "The
Busser." (Which, you know, is nothing like Mallrats, it's just a webcomic/film parallel comparison.)
I'm out, have a safe
June 11th, 2005- You wuld think it's Y2K or some computer error, but I accidentally signed a cell phone
contract today, but signed the month the 5th month instead of the 6th. Honest mistake I've never made before, but it's a proper
opening to the situation. I have what the celebrities have. T-Mobile Sidekick II, and it is true, Snoop does his own laundry.
I'm proud of putting my hard earned bills out there and purchasing such an expensive communicative device. I have a lot of
people to give my new number out to, which is the real bitch. You know when you change your email and you just click FWD and
add everyone in your address book to the message, send it, and swich over? Phones aren't like that. You gotta call/email/text
each indivual one. You can't call everyone at the same time and I'm unskilled with group texting. Plus, group texting is gay.
I like the photoshop arc because it's for the naysayers. Next up: I dunno.
June 9th 2005- I'm back and things couldn't be different. I feel so strange, as if everything in my
life here has changed. My room is clean, the site is updated, and the trees aren't/weren't dead. Now that I don't have to
pay for cab fare and each refill (I mean, why haven't northern folk heard of "free refills"? Why the fuck, you know?) I am
on a self-spending spree. I already ordered Clerks X signed by KS, and now I'm deciding which poster I want (I'm stuck between
Garden State and something with Johnny Depp) Woe is my hard life. Clearly Zed worked hard on this latest one, and the next
one should put an end to this photoshop madness.
June 2nd, 2005- In two days, I'll be experiencing my first airplane ride all the way to New York City.
I hear up there they got movin' pictures and horseless carrages. Some folk tell me they also gots some buildings that reach
as tall as the sky. Holy hell, down here in Florida, we sure seem small- - - - - - - - taken out of the redneck context, I'm
excited to be going. I love New York. To shortly quote a lame excuse for a Woody Allen movie, "New York gives you a certain
sense of freedom"... that it does, I know from the short time I spent up there later last year. I plan to go to a couple of
landmarks, especially the Statue of Liberty. I love lines, and I hear that one's got a two-hours' worth! Last time I was there,
the Empire State Buidling had a line, but I don't remember being in it for too long, so I was disappointed. I also want
to go to a Wax Museuem, thanks to my newfound obsession after watching "House of Wax".... I asked Zed if he'd like to cut
off our little island we live on and possibly make it into a town of wax people, much like the movie was... he said no, of
course, so I'm assuming as he is the only one aware of my plan he's my greatest threat... he'll be first. I'd also be interested
seeing "The Producers"... which I scored tickets for. Unfortunately Matthew Broderick and Nathan Lane left the show,
so I wouldn't get to see them. I hear they were half the show. The other half being the music.
United Nations would be cool to see, but that's about it with that. Chinatown is a must, Gramercy is skipable, Time Square
is a definate, and Midtown Comics (the biggest comic book store in the United States, I believe) is more than a sure choice.
And now, on with the show:
I hate fuckin' pop ups. There have been so many pop ups since I begun writing this you couldn't possibly feel my excitement
for the NY trip, just the anger and hostiality. I hate most things, but pop ups are the worse. Who invented them? Have a fantasy
for a second, all the pop ups are outlawed, they're now illegal? Can you see it? Are you with me? Now, the supreme court of
internet relations declared any site bareing a pop up is to be taken off immedeiately after the one month eviction notice.
During that one month sites like Tripod, Donkeysuckers.com, and even your favorite search engine tool (hehe--tool) have to
take off all of their coding that creates pop ups. No more of 'em. After that month, the cracking gets hard as fuck. If so
much as a "you win 100,000,000!!" is seen anywhere on your screen, you can report the host and they will be punished to the
full extent of the law. Think of about this. When pop up...creators are questioned about why they do this, they claim it's
just business. Sure, I can think of one "business" that rushed into people's homes and didn't give them a choice or not, but
you'll have to ask Zed about that.............................
Adultfriendfinder.com is a popup I see a lot, and for some reason, I'm unsure why it believes I'll change my mind the
thirteenth time around. One day, I assure you, pop ups will be banned. And yes, those companies that use pop ups will be whining
"oh, we'll go out of business"---- I assure you we, the actual people, will not notice. Nothing will change. So what if the
"You're the billionth customer on this site" and the "Click here for a free IPod" go out of business? They're not making the
internet go round with their corporate sell-out material. They're just mom and pop shops; internet style. The mom and pop
shops with advertising, by the way. And no one will miss them. I swear.
May 31st, 2005- We're experiencing more changes with the way things are done here at Fill Dapsy. We're
going to go ahead and try for mainstream appeal and do a better job with what we do. Sure, indies moving to mainstream
is selling out, but our intention was to never make anyone happy but ourselves and what better to inflate our egos ( ala making
ourselves happy) by getting everyone to read and enjoy our stuff. Expect delays and guest spot comics coming your way
from this general area soon.
May 27th, 2005- Do you ever wish you go back in time? For the longest time I have dreamed of completing
a fully-functional time traveling device, but in a roundabout way, I'd never use it. Maybe for the purposes of evil, because
let's face it... Science Fiction has been nothing but nonfiction to us all these years. Time traveling is evil. Name one incident
that involved a smooth transaction through time. You can't, because everytime someone goes back they either step on a butterfly
or make out with their mom and something really bad happens on the long run. The concept of me being responsible for the exploitive
tycoon sent halfway across the world gets to me inside and I know I wouldn't be able to handle that kind of responsibility.
So I'd send a friend to do it for me, to check and make sure everything would go sufficently okay.
And there's my ultimate flaw. If I send someone through time, it wouldn't be I who accomplishes a world record of the
first time traveler in the history of...the world. I hate to think someone else gets the credit I so rightfully deserve. How
would you like it if you worked so damn hard to become a plumber, and you start a company, and since you don't want your name
on the side of an unclogger-of-shit truck, you put your partner's. You know the partner that only gets 25% where you swim
around in the rest of the foul-smelling profits? Yeah, he gets the credit for all the SHIT you put up with 75% worth. You
would feel as dirty as your job inside. You'd hate yourself and probably purposly drown in your next assignment.
Not as bad as insane asylums. I hear the food sucks, but if you complain the staff thinks you're low on medicine, altering
your judgement, and they stick a big needle in your neck. They don't even drop you slowly onto the padded floor, they actually
drop you, making you wish you never killed your dog claiming it was satan reincarnate.
The poor side of insane asylums is the staff, including medical doctors and all, is so close minded it isn't funny anymore.
What is crazy, anyway? Someone walking around ranting over the fact Jesus is coming? Someone who kills their family over a
poorly-educated television incident? Crazy is just another excuse to keep the free-thinkers locked up. I hate it all, this
system. Maybe, just maybe, there's going to be a free-for-all of the supernatural and all kinds of shit gonna go down. When
that happens, the crazy people will be walking the streets and us normies will be locked up for keeping ourselves shut in
all the motherfucking time.
Which isn't nearly as interesting as fast food. Why do these sterotypical employees look and look for a job in order
to pay for their unwed wives and eleven towed children when really the problem is beyond finances? It's more about the personality
difference. Go into a single fast food establishment-- be in McDonalds, Wendys, Burger King, Krystals, whatever-- and go up
to the counter. The counter boy or girl will ask you, "How are you doing?" shortly before "How may I help you?"-- stop them
before they pose the second question and state, "It's not important... what matters is how are you?" I gurantee they'll break
down into some psychatrists' patient speech on how it's so hard to fill out job applications when you know you'll be there
for less than a week. They'll tell you how the mother at home is so demanding he didn't even want kids, she cut a hole in
the condom, unnoticable at a glance. They'll tell you how hard it is the take all the shit that's going on in the world, and
eventually take your order... but what counts, deep on the inside, is they still go in the back and treat your order like
it's no one's business--and literally it's their business! They'll be so damn sloppy you'll think they're some sort of hooker
on 8th and Main giving a three dollar blow job. They'll drop your shit on the floor and pick it back up. They'll microwave
your burger for a minute rather than the suggested two. They'll half-cook the fries, unless they're feeling generous (or lazy)
so they'll burn the fries instead. I hate how they throw the food into the bag with a handful of napkins. I hate how they
suggest you have a nice day when really you can't lying in the emergency room from all that greese consumption. I hate them
to death and I cannot take it anymore. But... that doesn't make me crazy.
May 23rd, 2005- Holy Hell, Zed can be funny it appears. I really wish I could take credit for the latest
update by Zed (who didn't go overseas afterall, he just refused to answer his phone and with such a case I usually leave it
up to my imagination.) For at least a good week I felt I was deserted on this site because I kept drawing and writing and
blogging and updating, but Zed was working it off afterall, and I'm proud. hehe, Star Wars is pretty homosexual.
May 22nd, 2005- I bet you didn't know I could draw, did you? In my eyes, I'm a stickman, so I cut myself
short in the short span of an update I did. I apologize, it was done in a quick second, I swear. I got an idea to keep Zed
moving though, so maybe we'll get back to the regular storylines soon.
May 18th, 2005- We're experiencing an obvious update crisis. First we were falling behind so far we
resorted to the simple "Penis Slam" edition of 'Dapsy. And now.... NOW we have a guest pannel by Glenn. The art and the humor
are indiffering. I try to convince Zed there's more to our fans that people who understand we're doing insider humor too often
and when we do there needs explanation following. I think the best thing I could do is relieve him of stress, send him an
email letting 'em know he doesn't need to update the site every week. It's all about quality, correct? Tell him! Tell HIM!
I don't hate Glenn, by all means. I just think it's a Zed/Vincent establishment. Guest comics shouldn't overpower the
regular artist's humble work, but it shouldn't be the form of shit in comparison. Maybe, just maybe, there's more to life
after this current crisis.
In fact, we should stop calling it a crisis. It's more of a slump. That sounds a bit more optimistic, am I right? Possibly
May 9th, 2005- After spending a good portion of the afternoon convincing Harvey Winestein that Fill
Dapsy as a full-length blockbuster would not be the best idea. However, he insisted he gives me casting details on who he
has lined up so far. Check out the link on the home page for further details.
Meanwhile is mean, but I enjoy it. With much of my obliged respect (Zed shocks me with his tazer if I'm too mean too
often) I post their site: http://www.drunkduck.com/penis/
see? I'm a fuckin' all around nice guy to these people, they get free publicity.
May 6th, 2005-
We're backed up terribly, and on an unfortunate note there's not enough ex-lax to go around. Zed is working furiously
to get the next couple of issues done. The lastest update wasn't written by me, but by Zed himself. You could probably tell
because there isn't any foul language or poor grammer excuses floating about. Just be sure to give us some time to get back
up to speed, where we belong.
April 22nd 2005- Somehow or another I ended up saving the world at the last minute this week. Alls I
had to really do was press a button at the last second and the world was once again safe. (If it weren't, would you really
be reading this?) Zed's coming down with something, I'm beginning to question his value and whether I should force a
pillow to his face as he sleeps in the night. Without him though the pages would be blank with my lousy dialouge, so I'll
just sneak him some special medication from the southern regions of Mexico, but in order to pass it by the boader without
the guards seizing my shipment, I'll need to shove the medication up my--oops, out of time. Until next time. On the same damn
server, the same damn URL, same damn time.
April 19th 2005-
With Family Feud temporarily down, I can do a normal update. It's suggested (well,
no it hasn't) that Fill Dapsy whore themselves out to as many online comic hosts as possible and see how many people actually
love us. So far it's a failing attempt at something so innocent. Go to http://www.roxcomics.com/bb/index.php?showtopic=261&st=0
to see how well we did our first try. Updated comic tommorow.
April 15th 2005- I can't focus, Family Feud online has gotten ahold of me. I can't let go... the new
story arc has begun! Zed is in jail and Vincent goes through his flashback journy to discover the reasoning behind such an
unforeseen event. It's gonna be fun. Check my blog soon for the answer to the destiny-like question, "what's angry porn?"
This has been Vincent for Fill Dapsy. Good night.
April 12th 2005-
Word up! Go to www.roxcomics.com
to check out the brilliant reviews 'dapsy has been getting the last week or so.
Hollywood is so stuck up(the latest comic) is great, but Zed Goes to Jail Part One-Part Five will be our mark. We're
going to go down with that arc gripped tightly in our hands as what defines our basis for pure gold entertainment.
As sickening as it may be, Dustin Hoffman and Alyssa Milano were once in my dreams together. I really wish I could
just wash my brain out and start anew.
April 8th 2005- You've got to love the new comic. It makes me giggle everytime I read it. True story:
the idea came to me at DisneyWorld when they were holding a firework show and Jimmy(the cricket) said, "Wish for whatever
you want and it just may come true." and I was feeling bitter. Working the idea to form around our push-around-character
Devin, it fit into our comic just fine. Enjoy it.
Next it what will soon be what is known as my favorite.
April 5th 2005- As it seems, there's a good system going. We're normally updated Tuesday, Thursday,
and Saturday. I think.
My Jon Heder idea has come to life and that makes me glow inside. Next should be "Wishing Upon Something not entirely
Magical" and then a nice little piece based off a dream I had involving Dustin Hoffman and rough sketching of stoner-cats.
It'll be up soon enough.
Be sure to check out my blog to see my complete updates and what-have-you.
April 4th 2005- I finished writing "Wishing Upon Something Not Entirely Magical" which is by far my
favorite. Just wait until Cedric finishes that one!
April is upon us and that means May is only one month away.
The conclusion to the time travel arc was brilliant not only by my part but Cedric's too. I was betting with my loan
shark friend, Tony that Cedric wouldn't be able to pull off the time travel effects, but by some unintelligible likeness,
he pulled through all right.
March 31st 2005- I've been enjoying the way "Before His Time" has been coming out thus far. The ending
is just to die for, in my biast opinion. Next, after this arc, Jon Heder gets a royal slap in the face, I think.
March 22nd 2005- I finally got a chance to see the new comic and I've got to say it's starting to improve.
Not only in art direction (not to say it wasn't fine before at all) but I knew once I broke the hymen of the introductory
comic I could ease my way into the other story lines. Is "broke the hymen" an inappropriate term?
March 20th 2005-
There's a break to be taken. I've finished a total of six "scripts" to the upcoming comics. Now all that's left is Cedric
to catch up. He's, however, going out of town this week and I, too, will be around Friday. I imagine the next comic update
would be next week. Pretty soon we'll get a system going, but not too pretty soon.
For Reasons Unexplained, there are rants by Vincent missing, and they will never be retrieved. I
hope this doesn't come as a shock to you.