Welp, this is it, 365 fully recorded days of The Daily Odyssey, time to take a nice long hiatus while I work on my new comic: Brightleaf. I’ll be posting alot more information in the coming week, so keep your eyes peeled!
DON’T WORRY, THE ODYSSEY ISN’T ENDING FOR GOOD!
I’ve figured that while I work on the Brightleaf, I’ll be using the Daily Odyssey as a sketch blog, and who knows, mayhaps I’ll have something to post that substantion every once in a while! You’ll see it here!
It’s really astonishing, that I’ve been drawing this comic for one year, I may have faltered on not covering a few days, but I think I’ve reached some sort of milestone in the Odyssey.
And really, I just want to thank a whole boatload of people, first off, I really can’t thank my good friend Pranas enough, when he started up Inkdick, it really lit a fire under my ass to get back on daily comics again, and to really bring it to a new level. I’d be lying if I said alot of things he’s done hadn’t influenced me in anyway. And I know that he’s always give me an honest critique on my work.
Secondly, I have to thank the late Jeremy ‘Sweetwater’ Mullins, because without his help, this website wouldnt look half as cool as it does today. I probably would have given up and went on comics genesis or drunk duck or some shitty host. He really pushed me to have my own website and really give it my own personal touch. I only wished he could have still been around, I surely would have bought him a beer for all he’s done.
And really, I can’t do the daily odyssey without all the crazy motherfuckers I come into contact with, or else it’d be just about me sitting around all day. So, Thank you:
Brannon, Rashad, Marion, Josh, Greg, Pranas, Amy, Knickerbocker, Bullett, Andrew, Burkhalter, Jarret, BigJosh, Ricky, Kell, Jose, Wheeler, Jon-Erik, Martyn, David Duncan, Joey Weiser, John, Dave, Dana, Brad, Kirstin, Birdie, Matt Johnson, Matt, Melanie, Dave Bednar, Mike, Jason, Marrisa, Chemise, DJ, Mom, Dad, Katie, and um, if I forgot anyone.. um, thank you!!
And thanks to the fans, I probably wouldn’t still bedoing this if I didn’t have such a cool following!
Here’s for… 15 more days until i start Brightleaf, Woohoo!
I’m not the most patient person in the world, especially when I have work in the next few hours. So when a fast-food joint has me waiting nearly 20 minutes. Granted, the food was good, but not worth the wait. Pranas would differ, but whatevs!
Also, I have a terrible habit of sulking about past mistakes. Ah well!
While I’ve been having a good 4th of July weekend, this is probably the first time I’ve been somewhat unsure about fireworks. Several go off everynight, generally increasing as time goes on, until the Zenith of the 4th itself, but in Savannah, gunshots are, sadly, pretty commonplace. So it seems like you could get away with shooting someone much easier this time of year!
How American!
Martyn‘s British, and we constantly remind him of this fact. It’s a wonder that he hasn’t snapped and killed us yet. Those english are such pushovers! Ohohohoho!
Please don’t kill me, Martyn, but if you do, you have to draw a really cool journal comic about it.
Monday, Jeremy Wade Mullins found his final resting place.
It was a very heavy day, so many emotions happening all at once, I’m not sure I can fully descibe how I felt, just that I needed it all to happen.
At first, I didn’t expect Jeremy’s family being there, expecting it to be SCAD-run, but it was much more casual than that. And what was really beautiful was how many people showed up. So many lined up by a gazebo nestled between a parking lot and the dunes on Tybee Island. I say well over a hundred people were there, minutes after we showed up.
Then, everyone took turns telling their favorite stories about Jeremy, and how it defined who he was. I saw so many sides of jeremy I never knew before, and it really touched me. My only regret is that I didn’t stand up to tell my story, because I knew I probably would have broke down in the middle of it. It wasn’t the downer I was expecting, it was very uplifting, rather, to remember the best times of Jeremy, our friend, and in many ways, our hero.
Though, when it came to spreading the ashes into the ocean, it struck me like a dagger in my heart. It’s real. That right there, is all that remains of him physically, he’s not coming back. Ever. And at the same time I noticed children playing in the surf not more than 20 feet away, and so much emotion welled up inside me, and I had to let it out. It felt so very bittersweet.I felt that I think I’ve finally found closure, and that I can move on.
We all loved you Jeremy, we always will.
Well, here it is, I hope that this can in some way be an appropriate send-off to my good friend and mentor Jeremy “Sweetwater” Mullins.
I don’t think I can say much more that hasnt already been said about the man, other than that I’m going to miss that shit eating grin when we’d crack jokes with him recording SEQALAB every friday. We miss you Sweetwater, and I hope you get some big titty angels up there, god’s gotta get that shit straight.
Also, Sweetwater’s said “fuck that” to angel wings in leiu of a kickass jetpack from a Memorial Pic my buddy James Workman drew up:
Pretty much the last time we’d be geting to see Wheeler for several months, if that. And at first I felt a little guilty we didn’t party it up for Wheeler to make it night we’d remember. But at the same time just hanging out, chatting and reminising about the good times is just as good.
I’ll miss you Wheeler, you’d better find you ass back to Savannah somehow!
Hooo Doggy, and here I was afraid I wouldn’t have a clear idea to put into my comic, but low and behold!
Well, the night was really to honor my good friend and colleague, Mr. David Wheeler. Whom soon will be departing us in Savannah, much to our sadness. So, of course, Drinking and Kareoke was in order!
We did a few shots, and shared some SEQA gossip before the singing began, then our drunken crooning filled the halls, singing such tunes as “Shiny Happy People”, “Girlfriend in a Coma” and the ever-popular “Wonderboy”, sung in true rock-opera style.
And then the incident happen. Good golly gosh, I don’t know what drove that girl to ask me, I hadnt shown any sort of aptittude for dancing, and I sure as hell am not what you’d call a “catch”, so I’m lead to believe that she was, infact: blind-ass-drunk.
I’m not the type of guy to pick up girls in bars, heck, I’m barely the type to pick up girls at all. So, this was pretty much destined to fail from the start.
With all the self confidence, isn’t it a surprise that I wasn’t able to pull it off?!
Well, well, well, if it isn’t my old nemesis, Pranas T Naujokaitis, artist of Inkdick. Now old Vitaman P is an artist whom I respect very much, and was the inspiration for starting the Daily Odyssey back up, and turn it into a website. So I’m quite honored he lent me his sword for Guest Quest Week!
Anywho, moing out is never fun for anybody, just your barren house which crap all over the place, knowing you have to lug it all somewhere else, grah, what a hassle. Come saturday I’ll be kicking back… or not, I’ll just be unpacking some more. Yippee, you’ll to see me draw all that shit, huh?!
Anyway, this is the finale of Guest Quest Week, and I felt it was quite a success, I might have to do this again sometime when I’m at my wits end. I was so surprised so many people wanted to get in on the fun, and I really want to thank everybody who participated!
You’re all superstars!