421 Cunning.


Since this is going up on Wednesday I should be back from the city, have very clean teeth, and have seen at least a few of my friends. 

Let me tell you about this dream I had the other night.  Similar, in some ways, to the one where I punched Rupert Grint in the face at an airport.  I was on what I guess was a movie set, with Josh from Paranormal State & Kris Straub who writes & draws Starslip (formerly Starslip Crisis), F Chords, Chainsawsuit, and probably can fly

I kind of felt like I came into the dream already in progress.  Apparently our job was to cause mayhem on this movie set, and film it, while making funny comments.  Josh was the straight man.  He would throw out these great feed lines that we could work from, but every time I would go to say anything Straub would get there before me, and say what I was about to say.  Except he did it with better timing than i would have, while being younger, better looking, and more talented than me.  (I think I know now how the Halfpixel guys must feel every second he’s around.  On some level knowing, instinctively, that Straub is the best member on average.)  It was doubly aggravating because I couldn’t even be properly pissed off at him.  He was so humble, self effacing, and supportive, that I felt like a jerk for wanting to kick him in his Crisis Cores

Believe it or not, this is what constitutes a nightmare for me.  Zombies, monsters, and horrors unnamed, have little, to no, effect on me.  No, none of those things make me feel true fear like being bested at every turn.  Truly Kris Straub is the face of my nightmares.

This man fills me with terror.