Art by MeddygonThere is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.

#9 Rantt Ô_õ 11/11

I love Jorenko.

#10 Rantt Ô_õ 11/8

I love Dr. Lee influences.

#8 Rantt Ô_õ 10/30

I forgot my pens at home today.
As well as my unlined paper.

But the good news is that I have hair gel. HOORAY FOR ANIME HAIR!

I’m a kitty!

#7 Rantt Ô_õ 10/29

Today’s comic stars a hunting Kerin-Schroe. It also stars a hunted Rat.

And then a Jorenko.

Hatt was meant to be a M-F comic drawn during my boring classes. Unfortunately, my Thursday class is too much working in-class to allow time to draw. So now Hatt will be a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday comic. Sounds reasonable, yes? As for this week’s Monday comic, that’s not going to happen because of the Monday class using the entire time for group projects, and, well, yeah.

At least it was a good project we worked on – the purpose was not the product, but the manner in which we developed the product. The product for this group project was to design an outfit using only one roll of toilet paper and design advertising and marketing for it.

There were eight people in my group. No one spoke up straight off, other than one person who said, “So … what are we supposed to do?”

As much as I’m a “leader” online, I’m really shy in public … but I guess I’m over that. I explained to everyone what we were supposed to be doing, and did so in a manner that they would understand. Once everyone got it, I separated our group into subgroups, one to work on the design and theme of the clothing, the others to work on marketing/advertising.

At one point, the fashion group said to one of the marketers, “Stop worrying about what we’re doing, you’re marketing, not design.”
I spoke up then, “Even though we’re working on different parts, we’re still working together. Answer his question.”

Yay, me leader.

People kept getting off task, so I’d snap them into place. We had one person who hadn’t spoken up the entire time, so I addressed him directly.
“We need make a logo,” I said. We had decided earlier that the product was part of the “TrojanWear” line, and that we’d write “Trojan” as if it were carved out of stone, and write “Wear” in a more “modern” manner. “Does anyone think they can write the ‘Wear’ like a neon sign, or slashed cloth, or something else wild like that?” I named each person by their name, and they all said no, and I finally got to the one who hadn’t said anything. He had started working on it when I mentioned it. Hooray, I found something he could do. It turns out that he didn’t feel like he had anything to add to the project, and I helped him help us. Yay.

Yay, me leader.

ADMIRE MY ART!

#6 Rantt Ô_õ 10/23

The only thing I have to say about today’s comic is:
“On a single toss of one die, find the probability of obtaining:
a. a number divisible by 3 (for example, 6 is divisible by 3 because 3 divides 6 evenly; that is, the remainder is zero)
b. a number divisible by 5
c. a number divisible by 2
d. a number divisible by 1
e. a number less than 1
f. a number less than 7”

This is from a college level math book.

And there are people in my class who do not get it.

turning into a cat!

#5 Rantt Ô_õ 10/22

Philosophy class today.
Philosophy is a pretty funny history to study, because it’s all about thought. The old philosphers thought one thing, and the modern philosphers (represented by the child) took it further, which would have blown the minds of the old schools. Some of the things said in modern philosophy would be considered blashphemy in ancient times. As for the final panel, the spider takes it one step further and blows them both away. The text in the comic is nothing more than: (Teacher) Question everything. (Child) Why? (Spider) Why not?

#4 Rantt Ô_õ 10/21

This is dedicated to some guy at my school who’s almost thirty and acts like a sixteen year old who’s pissed off at his parents for not letting him drive to a concert of his favourite band outside of town with his four friends.

It’s also dedicated to a friend of mine who was a friend of his until he finally proved himself to be too much of an asshole. Here’s what she had to say:

“Ouch. Heh, That’s really funny. That’s really … fuck … hah! Heh, I had to read it again. That’s just really great. I’m going to be grinning all the way to bed.”

#3 Rantt Ô_õ 10/18
Protoss make such good primates. Panel two was the most edited one, because I had to completely remove [name] because I didn’t want to reveal him yet. I’ll do it later. In another Hatt comic.
As for the last panel, it’s true. Something I learnt in history class – the wheat that they’d used to make their bread was all trippy.
“Claviceps purpurea, which is found on wheat, is a natural source of LSD.”
Amazing, isn’t it?

#2 Rantt Ô_õ 10/17
The title is not done in any font. It is hand written. HOORAY!

Since Electronic Publishing is a class wherein I actually do something, you instead get an image of Wap Quoire that hadn’t yet been scanned.

During class today, the teacher was giving pointers on how to make a good layout. She pointed out that you needn’t start work on the computer right away. She instructed people to use paper and pencil when coming up with ideas, and, “I [the teacher] know it sounds old school, but use scissors and paste.”

#1 Rantt Ô_õ 10/16
Okay, this is a new comic. Yeah, I know, I start too many, blah blah. As I say in the comic, I draw during the classes when I’m supposed to be taking notes. Now, not everything I draw during these classes can be used as a coherent comic, so don’t expect jokes and punch lines every day. Hell, don’t even expect good art. I fell very Dave Kelly-ish today, so don’t harm me.
Yes, I’m aware the comic says “10/15” – I have no concept of time, see.

And questions, comments, and insults should be made in this forum. Before anyone asks, this is not the comic that was mentioned in the “Throw it all away” thread.

Ghetto-bitch roommate Lametria decides to introduce me to her friend’s roommate, whom she assumes I’ll get along fine with because he’s a gamer, too.
Things I learnt about “TJ”
– He’s a hyperactive gamer dweeb. He is not, by any means, a geek. He knows nothing of hardware or tech, only of face-value of the systems he “collects”
– He’s pushy. Well, not really pushy, more like he doesn’t stay in his own business, or he has no regard for other people’s business. He came into my room, while I was in there, and just started sifting through all my stuff, giddily commenting on everything I owned. Yes, boy, you’re excited, but damn, couldn’t you have asked before you got all in my stuff?
– He loves anime. He’s got furry characters. He’s writing a story of his own. He told me about it. It’s no where near as well though out as mine, though I might just be saying that because I know what’s in my head better than his. Or I could be saying it because he told me the basic plot, and it didn’t seem like anything well-planned – A story writting for the quips rather than the grand plot.
– He’s a Team Artail fan artist. He draws well, but it’s mostly copy work with slight changes to hair and the like. All females look the same, but with different hair/colors, all males look the same, different outfits/hair/etc.
– Troy works in the photo department of Walgreens. Troy has seen some rather provocative photos of TJ.

I dragged the poor boy to the arcade, he was scared off rather quickly by the massive amounts of people kicking his ass at games he though he was great at.

Other things tonight – Troy asked me to get some songs and burn a CD for him. My burner has been on the fritz for a bit – I wasted three discs before it actually worked. I had to disconnect and wait a hell of a long time for it to work properly.

Troy just phoned me – he’s waiting for a bus in front of a bar, and a team of tow trucks (seven in all) are taking a large number of people away. People are running from the bar, bribing the towers to give the car back.

Well, at least Leigh has sense. He didn’t want the flash on the new Rare site. Good on him, too, because it looks like it was done by a first year student. The thing that really bothers me is not the use of imported gifs into the flash, but that the gifs are straight from the old site, and weren’t made to blend into the background of the flash. There’s a gritty, pixelated navy blue outline around each image that really shouldn’t be there.

I decided to cut class tonight. I didn’t have the work done, so I decide just to not go. There’s no real penalty in it.

I decided to get lunch/dinner at the House of Blues. Since it was dinner time, they had a band up on stage.

I ordered, and waited for my food. Boredom hit me, so I broke out the charcoal and did a portrait of the man on stage playing the electric violin. It looked grrrrreat.

After dinner, I had to use the restroom. The attendant in there looked through my sketchbook and liked my work, and asked if I’d do a portrait of her. I charged her five dollars, and got to drawing.

While I was drawing, another woman came in and looked over my shoulder. She asked if I had a card, and I told her no. She handed me one of her cards.

She works for the House of Blues Hotel. She wants me to call her on Monday and discuss doing artwork for her.

Originally done when I was still in Chicago, so the entry has been back-dated to half a million years ago.

Warning, warning, lack of interest in creating comic immanent.

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Originally done when I was still in Chicago, so the entry has been back-dated to half a million years ago.

Braiding.

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Originally done when I was still in Chicago, so the entry has been back-dated to half a million years ago.

Yep, worse than death.

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