BONE CHINA pt.4
There are few things more subtly awkward than small talk on a first date, especially when you’re not entirely sure you’re going to be able to impress someone. Scap seems to be having an immensely difficult time admitting to a woman that he dresses in a skeleton costume and once drove around in a robot brontosaurus. That’s probably not going to win a lady over, unless if she’s into those Japanese Super Sentai shows!
For those of you who were asking a few weeks ago about the Forrest J. Ackerman cartoon, the Famous Monsters of Filmland magazine cover that I illustrated can be seen and ordered through this link.
Wondercon recap next week!
someone pinch scap i think he thinks he’s dreaming
I think there’s only one person Scap wants pinching him…but she’s a dominatrix who lives across town.
They’re looking more and more like a good match. Can’t wait t see more of them together.
Had fun running into you at Wondercon yesterday!
Thanks, George! It was nice meeting you and your family, too! I was so out of it by that point that someone could have literally run by, punched me in the face and ran off and all I would have thought was, “…did I just blink really hard?”.
What no mention of Wondercon. You couldn’t get some bigwig to share a table with this time. We need pictures. Still waiting for you to dress as Scap at a con. Better yet get George in that costume.
I only just now got home from Anaheim and I am really, really, really tired. I think I’ll take a nap for a week and post my Wondercon recap a couple of minutes before next Sunday’s comic appears.
I hate waiting.
Looking pretty good with Edgar and his new friend Bone China so far. Still somehow, I get the feeling ol’ Scap shouldn’t get his hopes up too high…
I don’t think Scap has a very positive outlook on life. He could see the emotionally-crippling downside of a cupcake or a pretty flower!
Come to think of it, so can I.
I don’t know. I’d say his outlook has to be pretty positive for him to still have such vitriolic tenacity in the face of everything he’s been through.
That is true. If Scap really was as depressive as he sometimes seems he probably would have either completely buckled under from life and gotten a crappy job, or committed suicide. The fact that he’s still going after the ‘villain game’ could mean he has some hope of making it big.
What do you think folks? Why is it that Scapula doesn’t work at McDonald’s?
Never underestimate the desire to MAKE THEM ALL PAY as career motivation.
Hmmm… Ican’t help but wonder… What’s the catch?
The catch is that he paid both of their cover charges and she scuttled off! What a rotten deal!
Well, I already know that scapula would spy bone china. It is obvious to me, he won’t accept to not be part of “something big”.
Oh, and by the way, it’s nice to discover new weird songs, while reading your comic.
Could someone explain what exactly the lady are shaving ?
The song is “Lady Shave”. You would have to ask Fad Gadget what it means, if he was still alive.
The answer is as innocent as my question, I’m almost disappointed.
The brush off huh? That is rough. If I was Scap I wouldn’t stand for it. I’d show up at her house and a giant robot and stomp it flat. Or maybe I’d just call her first…
Well, there’s the ‘brush off’ and there’s the politely excusing herself and, with a smile, saying she’ll see him again.
In either case, yeah, I’d show up at her house with the damned robot. We menfolk are a sensitive lot!
Aging Goth lady and Scap. It works! Well, if anything could work for Scap.
She’s in her twenties, but somehow Goth girls act so ‘world-weary’ you’d think they were forty-years old at heart (and, of course, the Goth girls that actually ARE in their forties try to hide it with tons of make-up. I seen ’em!)
Being so full of meds I can’t harldly see straight I ask pardon if I keep it short hun.
On the one hand, it’s nice to see Scap with a actual friend. On the other….. she likes Scapula. That means she’s in the same school of crazy as Trevie is. Not a BAD thing, just….. not always healthy.
Also, I habe totally gone to goth clubs just to punch the place up. Ah, the good old days!
Here’s hoping you have a safe trip on your road to recovery Jenn (and to those of you out there who are hoping for Jenn to feel better…just toast whatever strong beverage you have in your hand to her and down it).
You don’t make trouble at Goth clubs by punching people (they have bouncers, as any club does). You can either a) show up laughing, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and having a blast, or b) show up as just another Goth. Either way will give them something to complain about.
You could always show up in business attire and pull the Suited Goth routine.
“What life is more bleak and unforgiving than one ruled by punchclocks, TPS reports and the Almighty Dollar?”
I’ve seen the ultra-refined Goths at the clubs; they’re not really dressed for boardroom meetings as Oscar Wilde-reenactment plays.
Actually, your idea of a Goth office workspace would be a pretty funny show (“White Collars, Black Cigarettes” or some such title). Someone’s going to have to steal it!
Look at that, would ya?!
Scap totally scored some digits!
I think…
that did just happen, right?! Whoa!
🙂
This is all going so smoothly that I’m starting to wonder if it’s a dream sequence, haha. 😉
A dream sequence? I would NEVER pull that one on you dear readers. That’s a damned cop-out, and apt to royally piss off everyone.
Maybe I’ll save that device for a Dadaman story someday…
Anyone meeting Dadaman probably wonders if they’re dreaming, I’m sure, haha.
Maybe it did…maybe it didn’t! It went by so fast they didn’t even get a drink!
Oh well, maybe next time.
Maybe.
I think.
Oh, but that is so nice… Scap got a card from a girl and an invite to call on her. Lovely. And I like the guy with his pants around his ankles and the gal with her hand on that feller’s butt. Somebody was havin’ some fun. I like the bright colors of the club, too. Heee hee.
Good eye! Some of the background gags are lost on occasion when it’s time to place the word balloons, and my saddest loss with this one was the trio of gangstas with their pants around their knees in the first panel (two of them are obscured by Bone China’s dialogue, although one of them just barely made it into the picture).
The two guys feeling each other up in panel three, however, seemed to have come through just fine. Hooray for small miracles.
Those low-slung pants just seem ridiculous to me–how do they manage not to trip and fall??
Of course, I could just be an old fogey!
No, you’re not an old fogey. It is a brainless, ridiculous “style” that will be looked back on as the most idiotic fad since Kriss Kross tried to get everyone to wear their shirts backwards.
PULL UP YOUR DAMNED PANTS, YOU PERVERTS!
Oh, Scap. When will you realize Love is the greatest super villain of them ALL?
There has been a few supervillains, and even superheroes, who use love as their power (Thor’s nemesis Enchantress among them…was she in that movie?).
Of course, whether or not the Love Meister ever becomes a supervillain around here has yet to be seen!
I like all the cameos! Moving along nicely
Special guest appearances by all of San Francisco’s freakiest residents, from the pants-sagging thug to the butt-grabbing poof, the rainbow-haired buxom girl to the random douche you bump into on the dance floor!
Hm. What did dear lil Brig get me into here? o.O
After her mention over on Squid Row a while back, added this one to my list to check out, just finished the archives. Wow … you have some dark thoughts, bud. Heh. Good artwork, too.
Yeah, I’ll be back. 😉
Hoo boy…any friend of Bridgett’s has GOT to be a trouble-maker!
In any event, thanks for swinging by and leaving a comment, GreyWolf, and here’s hoping you’ll follow along every Sunday with the rest of these weirdos! That’s right, all of these strange, maniacal, gibbering loonies…they’re all crazy! Every last one of ’em! You all make me sick! Especially YOU, Bridgett, you pint-sized silly person!
Heh heh…good thing this comment is set to ‘private’. Smooooth sailin’ for me…
Another somebody who thinks that something on the internet can be made private.
Am–am I on Youtube again? Or is this Facebook??
If I do something embarrassing in front of my webcam does the whole internet see it?
Egad! This is worse than ‘American Pie’!
Love the darkness in your comics, gives me a good shiver every episode!
But my comic is nowhere near as dark as your chinchilla stories! Those are so intense they make Frank Miller pee his pants (then again, he’s so old now he probably just does that on his own)!
I completely forgot. Hat + coat = character development for Scaaaap. Again!
Ah! Y’know, I’m never aware of these sort of choices I make. I’d like to think that I’m clever on some subconscious level, but then again I’m the guy who puts fart jokes and killer sock puppets into these stories.
Very cool character and story.
Thankya kindly, Frank.