Two things:
First, I'm looking for a cartoonist to draw a B&W, 4-panel, humor webcomic with a realistic style. It's a long-term gig with pay (per strip). So, if anyone knows a cartoonist, is a cartoonist, or has always wanted to be a cartoonist, send me a note at mail@wayfarersmoon.com. In an ideal world, you would put 'Cartoonist' in the subject line and include a sample of your work.
It will be a great chance to work with me: Jason Janicki, winner of the coveted 'Being Jason Janicki' award as presented by the 'Society to Award Things to Jason Janicki' chaired by me, Jason Janicki.
Secondly, I would like to wish everyone a happy Non-St. Fructus' Day, aka Valentine's Day!
I will be celebrating my traditional way. After preparing a sumptuous dinner for my girlfriend, I will treat her to a sensual full-body massage in front of a roaring fire, then give her a necklace adorned with a diamond for every month we've been together, followed by a family-sized helping of me. And then, to top it all off, I'll take out the garbage WITHOUT BEING ASKED!
And who am I kidding? I'll just do my usual: watch anime by myself while eating popcorn and then crying myself to sleep.
It's a tradition.
Anwyay, look for the usual bloggy goodness next week!
Cheers,
-Jason
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Thursday, February 11, 2010
Sunday, June 15, 2008
The Sun
Things have been quiet around Wayfarer’s Moon lately. We’re still looking for a colorist and an inker, mainly so Leigh can get up from the drawing table longer than the 30-second potty break he’s allowed every four hours.
I’m also looking for a cartoonist for another project, as Leigh is too damn busy to indulge all of my writing whims.
Note: If you’re a colorist, inker, or cartoonist, drop us a line.
In other news, the sun came out.
No, seriously, it did.
I saw it myself. It was a big ol’ yellow ball hangin’ in there air. It was even better than when I saw it on TV that one time. For those of you wondering what I’m babbling about, Washington has had one of the coldest winters on record and this is the first sunshine we’ve had in almost 7 years.
I celebrated the occasion by wearing shorts, which meant that people could not look directly at me, as the glare from my fish-white legs could be seen in space. So great was the glare that if I stood in one place too long, the reflected sunlight would actually cause paper products, pets, pedestrians, and other ‘p’ words to burst into flames.
I endeavored to return indoors in a timely manner, as I didn’t want to get arrested for indirect arson.
Anyway, tune in tomorrow for a new blog about vacuuming. Seriously.
Cheers,
-Jason
I’m also looking for a cartoonist for another project, as Leigh is too damn busy to indulge all of my writing whims.
Note: If you’re a colorist, inker, or cartoonist, drop us a line.
In other news, the sun came out.
No, seriously, it did.
I saw it myself. It was a big ol’ yellow ball hangin’ in there air. It was even better than when I saw it on TV that one time. For those of you wondering what I’m babbling about, Washington has had one of the coldest winters on record and this is the first sunshine we’ve had in almost 7 years.
I celebrated the occasion by wearing shorts, which meant that people could not look directly at me, as the glare from my fish-white legs could be seen in space. So great was the glare that if I stood in one place too long, the reflected sunlight would actually cause paper products, pets, pedestrians, and other ‘p’ words to burst into flames.
I endeavored to return indoors in a timely manner, as I didn’t want to get arrested for indirect arson.
Anyway, tune in tomorrow for a new blog about vacuuming. Seriously.
Cheers,
-Jason
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