I was very pleasantly surprised by how smoothly New Year's went. I was expecting at least one mad gunman and/or one mass suicide. But so far I haven't heard any news of the sort. Very good, very good. I'm starting to regain my faith in the American people.
Did anyone else notice how much cooler every other New Year's celebration was than New York's? Each country had a tour de force of fireworks. Paris had that neat Eiffel Tower thingy and the acrobats on ferris wheels. Even D.C. had the shockwave-esque display of flashing squares on the Washington Monument.
Meanwhile, Times Square rang in Y2K with a new ball and more advertising. I think there was Japanese drumming too.
I guess I can't complain. I stayed in Brooklyn, where the stage at Grand Army Plaza featured silver-clad locals grooving to "Livin' la Vida Loca" and ... mimes.
A couple of shout-outs this week to some very interesting people:
First, a shout-out to Sam & Yan, our friends from France who came down last week to visit to spend New Year's Eve in Times Square. Yes, they're a couple of psychos, but they had a great time there nonetheless watching the ball drop from 20 blocks away. Oh, and they introduced me to "The Iron Giant." Not a bad movie.
And a second shout-out to the person who sent me a normal bias, unmarked cassette tape mailed in plain, brown paper, with my name and address typewritten on the label. The tape contained a telling of a story full of random and rambling descriptors and a protagonist named Almond Joy. Pretty funny stuff. I'd recommend it to people if I knew what the hell it was, and who the hell sent it to me. In fact, I'd like to know what the hell is going on, if you don't mind?!
I was thinking of centering this week's strips around Martin Luther King, Jr., but I'm pretty sure that whatever I'd come up with would be impossibly cheesy and lame.
So, since nothing beats the real thing, here are some links I hope you find interesting:
You might have noticed that there wasn't a Thursday or Friday episode last week. Um... I guess that was my fault. I apologize.
I didn't think the story through too well last week. And when it was time to draw Thursday's strip, I just froze up. These things happen. It comes with old age.
So this week, I've decided to take a minor vacation in order to clear some of the cobwebs from my head. Maybe read a novel, go to a museum, put some money down on the ponies, etc.
But instead of leaving you empty-handed this week... it's gonna be a Stick Figure Fest! That's right! Five straight days of sticky excitement!
Oh, and for those of you who can't make it to the site every day but wish you could, there's a new feature called Skinny Panda Daily where you can have each new episode conveniently e-mailed to you. You can click here to sign up.
Okay, folks. Once again, I'm sorry I flaked. But thanks for sticking it out. You're peaches.
Well, folks, thanks for putting up with my little shenanigans last week. I feel a bit more rested, optimistic, nowadays.
Spent a fun day at the Museum of Natural History. I did not realize how closely related my people are to the Cossacks. Eye-opening.
I didn't get around to finishing that novel, but the 19 pages I have read were quite good. The other 427 should keep me occupied for months.
How 'bout that Super Bowl, eh? This was the first one I remember where the game was more entertaining than the commercials. And what was up with that Christopher Reeve spot?
Toodles, folks. Be good to your flannel.
Geez, I've missed so much TV, it's depressing.
Anyhow, here's a job opportunity folks: the company I work for is hiring a new Graphic Designer. If you or someone you know is a whiz with Quark Xpress and has a good eye for text design, then this just might be the plum in your pudding. A complete job description can be found at hotjobs.com.
Not much else going on. Perhaps next week. Later.
Hm...besides Valentine's Day, there isn't much going on that I can think of. And because I don't have any Valentine's Day tidbits for you, I guess we'll just have to focus on other little things:
1. I finally downloaded a MAME program that turns my computer into an 80's arcade machine. I've been spending more time than I should playing "Bubble Bobble." Oh, yes.
2. I've rediscovered the pleasure of Coronas with lime wedges.
3. And I picked up a book only once this past week. I'm currently reading Jim Harrison's The Road Home. Three weeks of slogging through this book and I've only reached page 26. The feeling is akin to eating the largest bowl of oatmeal in the world.
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Phil a liar call;
Check back on Friday morning, y'all.
So maybe last week didn't deserve a gold star. But it's a new week now. And I'm ready to try again. And, as you can see, I'm content with speaking in sentence fragments.
Well, it seems even my mother has a Web site now. It's only one page, but it has a photo of her reenacting her days in the Russian monarchy. You can find the site here. And make sure to take a gander at the "Golden Noodles" recipe. Any recipe that asks for five tablespoons of oil certainly cannot disappoint.
It's another stick-figure fest this week. Think of it as your own personal Mardi Gras sans the drunken revelers and defiantly nude women.
I'm not entirely sure why I'm liking these stick comics lately. But Scott McCloud offering a bit of help in his book Understanding Comics, "...when you look at a photo or realistic drawing of a face, you see it as the face of another. But when you enter the world of the cartoon, you see yourself." Or rather, you see more of yourself, I would say. Like how reading a book can be more absorbing than watching a movie.
Anyhow, I only have enough space to give you a taste of that theory. Best you check out the book yourself. I did. And it completely changed my wife – uh, life.
I spent most of yesterday playing my new video game, The Sims. It's like SimCity except you're constructing and maintaining a human family. I created my own little Asian family, The Crackers.
I'm still struggling to get the hang of it. Last game, Momma and Poppa Cracker spent most of their time arguing. Their son Rambo collapsed from exhaustion after I forced him to play pinball until 3:30am. And little Loretta's grades were so poor that she was sent off to military school.
In case you're interested, I also happened upon a fun site called Dana Pannell's Beatles Karaoke. It's a welcome addiction. You'll thank me for it.
Anyhow, not much going on this week except for the Vernal Equinox (Huh huh....he said "vernal"...) and the big countdown to the Oscars.
I was disappointed to learn that the producers of the Oscars axed the interpretive dance performance. You know, the one where they capture the essence of each Best Picture nominee with a tour-de-force of movement and rhythm. Sadly, there's no longer an audience for culture at the Academy Awards.
I'm ready for my grand plie, Mr. DeMille...
Well, despite the axing of the interpretive dance, I actually enjoyed this year's Oscars telecast. I thought the pacing and sequencing was pretty good. Although the music was a bit strange. There was an eerie, "Matrix"-like buzz whenever presenters came the mike, and a rollicking, thumping funk while Oscar winners were exiting. I think music director Don Was has been "walking the dinosaur" a bit too much lately.
You know, I didn't realize until this morning that I can see the top of the Empire State Building from my window. Usually I keep the blinds drawn so that neighbors across the way can't see me lip synching to that new Celine Dion song.
Well, folks, the irony this week is that I was planning on gloating about how I've drawn over 100 episodes of Skinny Panda and only missed a few days. But then fate cursed me with mild narcolepsy and now - poof! - no Monday strip. Serves me right, I guess.
Anyhow, I'm happy to report that, as of this past Friday, there are 113 Skinny Panda strips living on this site. I can't believe I've lasted this long. And I've got all you folks to thank. Your kind comments really keep my engine running smoother and free from viscosity and thermal breakdown (sniff!)
An interesting mix of feedback on this past Friday's stick figure strip. Some liked it, some didn't, some just thought it was weird. But, regardless, I enjoy any feedback, positive or negative. Sometimes the negative feedback is actually more interesting to read. Not that I get a lot. Or any, really...
Oh, and you might have noticed the new Skinny Panda on this page. I figured it was time for an update since the old version didn't look at all like him anymore. It may take a few weeks to get used to this new one, but, hey, at least this is less traumatic than leaving diapers. Remember that? Boy, that sucked. My grades that first semester at college really suffered...
Well, folks, I'm writing to you from rainy Chicago. Specifically, Skokie, Illinois, where I'm here enjoying a brief respite from the NYC hubbub to enjoy some quality time with the relatives.
In fact, why don't I introduce you to one right now? Here's my nephew, Kyung-Mo (age 9)...
Kyung-Mo: "Um...now let's see...I might be making my own homepage so...um... wait, what should the homepage be called? Whatever... oh yeah... meet my friends, Oren, Joel, Ethan, Kevin and Krikor... nevermind. I don't know what to say."
Usually I try hardest never to miss Friday's stick-figure strip. However, last Thursday night, my will was not my own. Picture one Phil, having just heard that he doesn't need to go to the office the next morning, decides to hang out with a host of other Korean males at an East Village bar. Camaraderie begets Stoli tonic — Stoli tonic begets more camaraderie — more camaraderie begets Jagermeister — etc, etc...
Anyhoo, after paying dearly for my trespasses, I finally posted Friday's strip. You can find it here.
Also, be sure to check out the new links page. Especially if you're trying to keep tabs on mutual friends. Or, if you'd just like to judge me based on my friends and family. I don't mind. Go nuts.
Hey! Yay! May! You know what that means... TV sweeps weeks! All new episodes of your favorite programs! The final "Party of Five" (sniff)! "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" Celebrity Edition! And more crap than you can spray a can at! But, you know I love it. You know I do. Hey, as long as "The View" isn't in repeats, I'm happy.
But my biggest concern this month is deciding whether I should go to my 5th year college reunion. I fear it will end up like my 5th year high school reunion, where the novelty wore off quickly and it eventually felt like I'd never really left. This may not sounds like such a bad thing, but for some reason, it gives me the heebie-jeebies.
Well, here I sit in ninety degree weather in May. This is awful. I don't know which one of Time Warner or Disney is to blame for this, but someone's going to pay, that's for sure.
Big thanks go out for everyone's kind words on Friday's strip. I've been having difficulty with the stick figure ones lately, which is why I missed the previous Friday's. So it's a great relief to hear that some folks enjoyed it.
Also, a shout-out to the folks at The Funny Papers for adding Skinny Panda to their home page listing. I encourage you to visit because they're showcasing a pretty solid group of strips that you may enjoy (he said oh so modestly).
So, I have this stack of books next to my bed. Each book has been sitting there, partially read, for the past year or so. I don't know what it is. Once I get 30 pages in, my mind turns to sauerkraut. Then I go find a TV to turn on, tune in and zone out.
So you may be excited to hear that I finally finished a book last week! Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone! Yes, I read it all by myself. Actually, it was a fun read. I'd recommend it to anyone with some repression to spare. I mean, regression.
I think I'm sick. Not extremely sick. Just the onset of a small cold. That's my guess, at least. So far, the phlegm I'm expectorating is still shimmeringly clear, but then the rainbow palette usually doesn't set in for me until the sniffly-recovery period.
I got sucked into the "Growing Up Brady" TV movie Sunday night. Especially at the scene where they had to chain Tiger to the floor for a group petting shot (this was the episode where everyone thinks Jan's allergic to Tiger, but it was really just his cologne). According to the movie, the original Tiger died in a car accident and the new one wasn't as enthusiastic about taking over the role. How depressing.
Though, somewhere in the back of our minds, we all knew that The Brady Bunch was pure evil, didn't we? The parents slept in the same bed for God's sake...
You might have noticed that I haven't posted any new strips lately. For that, I am sooooo sorry. Things are in a bit of disarray around here. I'll tell you why in two weeks. Until then, I'll try to shoot for a stick figure strip on Friday, June 2nd. I actually have one started about a guy named Virgil...
In other news, I did end up attending my 5th year college reunion... and actually enjoyed myself. The best part about it was, oddly enough, that I was glad to leave. I think I'm finally through yearning for my college days. I'm ready to move on.
Probably the most notable event of the weekend happened when we stopped at the new Fairway supermarket up in Harlem. While passing under the steel girders near the entrance, a pigeon pooped on my shoulder. "That's supposed to bring you good luck!" said more than one person with nary a hint of jealousy.
First off, for the life of me, I don't know why everyone remembers little Penelope more vividly than I do. I could barely remember whether her hair was straight or curly. But, wayward memories can now take a back seat, because this week, we finally catch up with little Penelope, still in the midst of her quest to find intellectual solace.
For those who haven't had the... um... honor of meeting her yet, you can check out her prior appearances here:
And on Friday, we have the return of the Young Ninja and his wise master.
Summer is the season of sequels, yes?
I believe I had promised to tell you this week why I've been in such a disarray lately.
Well, originally, it was because I was getting everything ready for a big move to San Francisco. No job. No apartment. Just a strong willingness to evacuate from NYC before the summer weather hit.
I was trying to keep it a secret from everyone simply because every time I tell a lot of people that I'm going to do something... I never end up doing it. And in this case, I just couldn't get myself to buy that plane ticket. It sat in my itinerary on Expedia for weeks. And so I blabbed to everyone that I was moving to SF. Just looking for encouragement, I guess. The final swift kick that would send my butt out West.
But then my friend decides to call me and tell me he's finally embarking on his start-up idea. And even though it would keep me in NYC, it's an idea worth working on. So last week, I resigned from my current job and the rest is history.
And wouldn't you know it, the 95 degree weather decided to show up.
Hey hey hey! Skinny Panda is now featured on iistix! What's iistix, you ask? Pah! Silly question, Daniel-san! iistix is a new Asian American site that prides itself on being wacky and fun. Tyler's friend, Chris, helped start it, in case you were wondering. Anyhow, those folks are being so very kind as to showcase Skinny Panda in its "Bomb Shelter" section.
And while you're there, make sure to check out Chris's strip about three mischievous balls of mochi. What's mochi, you ask? Pah! Go sand the floor...
Well, I guess I have some explaining to do...
First off, I apologize for missing last week's Wednesday thru Friday strips. Unfortunately, after my Web Site Manager job, the new startup and getting five hours of sleep a night, the strip was given last priority. And the number of hours I've watched "The View" last week? Zero.
After my last day as Web Site Manager this Friday, I'll be able to structure my time better. Although I think I can pull off this week okay. Most of the ideas are ready. It's just a matter of squeezing in the three hours it takes to draw each one. And the number of hours I'll be able to watch "The View" this week? *sigh* Zero.
Thanks again for your patience, folks. And don't bother to tape "The View" for me. It's just not the same unless it's live. *sigh*
Happy Independence Day week, folks.
Currently, New York City is celebrating the holiday by providing hot, muggy weather and sailors in Times Square dancing and singing about this "helluva town."
The big news is that last week was my last week at the Institute for Private Investors (big shout-out: HEEEEY! HOOOO!). Which means that I'm now working overtime at the start-up.
Did I ever mention what the start-up was about? Well, have you ever scoured your local bodega for that particular type of ramen but couldn't find it anywhere? Yes? Well, wouldn't it be great if all your ramen needs could be filled at one location?
Now you do the math...
Well, folks, it looks like this week is going to be another hiatus week for Skinny Panda. With the combination of moving from Park Slope (trendy) to Williamsburgh (even trendier), and working at my new job most hours of the day, poor Skinny Panda got squeezed out.
I must figure out a way to remedy this situation. I believe it will take some planning. Something I'm not especially fond of, but then these are desperate times, and I'm a desperate man.
Otherwise, things are going pretty well over here. The startup life is quite fun and keeps me out of drugs and drinking. I feel 20 years younger.
Ugh. There's not much to talk about this week. But at least Skinny Panda's back. Monday's is the first strip created in Williamsburgh. I suspect you'll notice the subtle differences in tone and mass.
As I'm writing this, I'm coming off of a cold and a minor migraine. Suits me right. I was healthy all winter. But the summertime brings even colder temperatures, as my office is freezing. I wear a sweater at work now. And I take frequent swigs from the bottle of Chivas I keep under my desk. Better than cocoa, I say.
This week's strips are of questionable value. I'm curious to see what sort of feedback y'all throw back. In case you're wondering, however, they are loosely based around a pop culture reference. Solve it, and you win a smile.
I started reading that second Harry Potter book recently. It's quite good. I'm impressed by how much this book gets me all engrossed in its little world. I catch myself grumbling aloud, "that mean ol' Dracus Malfoy. I hope he gets his."
Well, the answer to last week's puzzle was: Jay-Z, "Big Pimpin'." The game of "Spinning the Cheese" was derived from the first lyric of the chorus which goes "we doin'... big pimpin', we spendin the G's." I am so disappointed that none of you all got that one.
Anyhow, sit back and peep my scenario...
I have to go to Kings County Supreme Court this week for jury selection. This is quite exciting since I've never been called for jury duty before. I may finally get to finish the Harry Potter book I'm reading. Then I can spew out some anti-police epithets and get sent home. It'll be like taking a personal day.
Hm...it seems apologies are in order.
Phil took another impromptu week-off. Sorry about that. And for the folks who wrote to me asking what happened and didn't receive any response yet, double sorries. I shall write ASAP once I've crawled out from under my bed.
It's just been a nutty time at the start-up front. I'm still not organizing my time well. Perhaps I need to invest in a File-O-Fax.
Anyhow, I started going to the gym again last week. I was driven to go once I noticed that my body was wasting away. My appetite over the past year has diminished due to stress and I've lost about 15 pounds. And since I weighed only 86 pounds to begin with, it's like someone walked off with my leg.
Okay, I've finally gotten moderately organized. We're back on track for this week.
By the way, does anyone remember when Gary Coleman was at the height of his popularity during the early 80s, and he starred in "On the Right Track," a movie about a kid who lived alone in a trailer and could predict horse race results? And "The Kid with the 200 IQ," or something like that? No particular reason why I bring that up. I was just thinking about them today.
Those days, I would have given anything to be Gary Coleman. Or Ricky Schroeder, that dawg. Remember the episode when Arnold Drummond guest-starred on "Silver Spoons?" Now THAT was a crossover event. I nearly pooped my Pampers.
So I finally bought tickets to go see the U.S. Open. Five years of living in this stinkin' city, and each year I'm always whining about missing the U.S. Open. Well, this year's gonna be different baby.
I was inspired by this Hyung Taik Lee guy who somehow got his South Korean butt into the 4th round. I figure, if this guy, ranked 9,000,000th in the world can find the strength to beat the number 13 seed, then I can find the strength to get MY Korean butt over the phone to order those damn tickets.
So I'm going on Tuesday to watch the women's quarterfinal matches. I was thinking of going to see that Hyung Taik's match on Monday, but I can't bear to watch Pete Sampras wipe up the court with his Korean butt.
Brace yourselves, babies, because this Monday's strip marks episode #200 of Skinny Panda!
So, I'd like to thank you all again for your attendance, your emails (stating both likes and dislikes) and your general good karma. I couldn't have made it without you. Sure as heck not with my lazy tendencies.
I have to admit, I was quite disappointed by my inaugural US Open visit. Hingis creamed Seles in under an hour, and then it got too chilly to stay through Martin vs. Moya. However, live, you really do get to see the intensity with which these folks play. Add that to the lights and the nutty NYC crowd, and the whole experience still was fairly intoxicating.
I shall go again next year. By Odin's beard...I shall go again.
Quite a few things to write about this week...
First off, I apologize profusely for Skinny Panda being away these past two weeks. I should have written a note or something so that you'd at least know when the strip was coming back. But then I was always hoping to post a new one the next day. Alas, I completely mismanaged my time. And so, I apologize again. Let's let the castor oil flow like water and then move on.
To ease back into things, this week will be a Stick-Figure Fest. It's been awhile since we've had one of these, so this week seems as good as any. [10/3 update -- turns out I have to go to a conference in Boston Tues thru Friday. So, unfortunately, this is going to have to be a short week. Sorry sorry sorry.]
Let's see... big congrats go out to my cousin who finally finished his dissertation on democracy in South Korea. After eight-and-a-half years and 300,000 pages, I'd say this boy deserves a vacation. Look for him on Oprah's Book Club.
And finally, the biggest shout-out of all goes to my grandmother, who passed away last week. We had only met a few times during our lives, but she was the only grandparent I had ever known, and each meeting we had was better than the last.
My fondest memory is from 1991, when I was 17 and visiting Korea for the second time in my life. My cousins were trying to teach me a Korean card game but since they spoke no English and I spoke no Korean, it had become a futile undertaking. So instead, I just kept messing up on purpose, making the same mistakes over and over and over again purely for entertainment. My cousins, however, didn't have the slightest idea why I was behaving like a moron and continued to patiently correct me. But my grandmother, watching from the sofa, kept cracking up. She knew exactly what I was up to.
You'll always be my partner-in-crime.
There's something to be said for attending a conference where only 15 people show up. At least the speakers were very accessible for chit chat afterwards, and there was plenty of buffet food for everyone.
Anyhow, it was nice to be in Beantown again. The traffic was horrendous due to the Big Dig, and the trolley now costs $2.50 going in from Newton, but at least the trees and generally genial atmosphere was still there. Visited the Bang & Olaufson store on Newbury Street. Much fun with a $4000 CD changer.
I added new links to some neato Web comic strips and Min Jung's site. I think you'll like them. No... I KNOW you'll like them. No... I know you'll LOVE them. No... I know you'll love THEM.
Thanks so much to everyone for coming out this past Saturday for my birthday. I had reams and bushels of fun.
Those who couldn't come, I hope I'll see you soon so you can give me my present.
For those who came to the club but couldn't get in because it was too packed with khaki-wearing uninvitees, I'm sorry. Let's get together later this week so you can give me my present.
And for those who, as birthday presents, bought me shots of tequila, Jagermeister, vodka, whiskey and Bacardi 151, as soon as I'm well enough to get out of bed, I'm going to kick you all in the nuts.
As much as I'd relented, I finally had to find my way to Los Angeles this past weekend to attend a wedding.
First off, big congratumatriones go to Katrina & Shont, two friends of mine from college, who tied the tightest knot the world has ever seen. Their respective families practically signed a merger agreement.
To think that I actually enjoyed myself in Los Angeles (shudder) testifies to how well it all went. Even the band at the reception was good (any band that can cover Prince's "Kiss" deserves a few referrals, I say).
Plus, I was pleasantly reunited with a bunch of friends I hadn't seen since the last millennium. They all still had their hair, which was nice.
I don't think I'll be dressing up this Halloween. The only costume idea I could think up was to wear dog ears, snout and tail, and shuffle around in a bathrobe, blowing my nose and telling people that I was "one sick puppy."
Anyhow, it's too cold outside for costumes. It's been hitting 30 degrees out here in NYC, with the wind chill taking it down even further. I'm guessing there won't be as many nude exhibitionists this Halloween. Darn.
Make sure to check out the new Garden Verge site (that I designed - ahem) [Update: They're now Girlyman] and hear Tammy and Doris make beautiful music together. The bios are quite fun and the sounds clips are neato (especially "Shining Through" — itz a killa).
Sorry for being a slacker on the strip this week. I haven't had much time outside of the start-up to sit down and draw (although I did go bowl for an hour on Thursday. I knocked all the pins down, Mommy).
I'll be on a short hiatus until November 13 to get my act together. If you like, here's a chance to catch up with the strips you missed in the Past Episodes archive. Or, you can sign up to have the strip e-mailed to you once it starts again. Or, you can come down and smack me in the tushie....please.
Ahh... thanks for letting me take a little time off to get my act back together. I appreciate it very much. Things are going well. It's just that there are so many things, it's hard to keep up with all of them sometimes.
It's like how my brother and I used to compete to see how many grapes we could fit into our mouths. Sure we'd be able to fit 18 or so without a problem. But then, when we'd try to bite down and eat them, juice would squirt out all over the nearest Persian carpet.
This past weekend, I saw the cutest Flash video I've seen in so long. You can find it at Nate Borofsky's site along with some of his other songs [Update: He's now part of Girlyman]. Did you know he wrote the theme song for the "Charlie's Angels" movie? No kidding. Just ask him. If he says no, keep asking.
This week will be a short one as I have to head up to Boston to visit the familian units for Thanksgiving.
For those of you unfamiliar with American tradition, Thanksgiving marks the first day of Christmas. Unless, of course, 4th quarter retail sales forecasts are flat, in which case, Christmas begins the day after Halloween.
My new favorite song-of-the-moment is "Baby, Give It Up" by KC and the Sunshine Band. I believe it would make a great party song, segued-in by Billy Ocean's "Loverboy."
You remember that one, right?
Wanna be your... luva... luva.... mmm
Wanna be your... luva... luva... LOVERBOY
Luva... luva... yeah...
I hope you all had a fine Thanksgiving break. At my family's house in Boston, we held our annual anything-but-dry-and-nasty-turkey feast with a nice leg of lamb and apple glaze (some years it's lamb, some years it's duck. Once it was pig's face).
I had the chance to see my cousin and his family for the last time in the foreseeable future, as they plan to move back to Korea once my cousin nabs a professorship of any kind. If anyone out there has any ties to corrupt Korean politicians who could get my cousin a job, please drop me a note.
I spent most of the weekend trying miserably to readjust my sleeping schedule. Instead, I slept though most of the daytimes, and stayed up late nights watching PBS, as it was the only station not airing infomercials at 3am. I did come to the realization, however, that my favorite Sesame Street character is, in fact, Bert. I believe I identify with him the most (and, no, not because of the yellow skin, bushy brow and spiky hair. Screw you).
Well, the big news is that I've left the start-up life. I'm a bit disappointed that I couldn't pull it off, but then I guess my bones weren't made for doing market research all day. The road to design and cartooning just kept calling my name: "come baaack Phil...".
So, I'm back in the Web & print design world. At least until I figure out exactly what I want to do next. Any of y'all know of any work, please drop me a line. I'm setting up my portfolio and resume here.
Oh, and any leads to a nice, affordable studio or one-bedroom in Brooklyn or Queens would be appreciated as well. Something quiet, without too much mildew.
Uck. So much to do. So little Phil.
Sorry about missing this week. I've been guiltily spending my days enjoying time away from a career (running errands, noshing on almond croissants, catching up on "The View," etc.) My job & apartment search has also been sucking me dry (resume and portfolio live here).
I'm trying to cook up something for Friday, so please check back later on. Till then, try to be good little boys and girls and maybe Santa will bring you a nice big jar of creatine this year.
I've got some good news and some not-as-good news. The good news is that I finally picked-up the new Dido album. I can breathe now that she's resting here with me...
The not-as-good news is that Skinny Panda will be on hiatus for quite a while. I had to put my desktop computer and scanner into storage while I'm staying with friends and looking for a new apartment. I've still got the PowerBook out, so once I scrape up the funds to buy a Mac scanner, I'll be back in business.
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So, until next time, folks, I hope you have a fine bunch of winter holidays. And feel free to write to me in the meantime. Skinny Panda's not the only one who enjoys fan mail, you know.
Like it? Dislike it? Just want to say “hi”?
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May 19, 2008
Sorry for the inconsistency with the posts. I am trying to stick to a M-W-F schedule. However, getting to sleep at a reasonable hour is a high priority these days.
When Skinny Panda first started nine years ago (PUNG!), I had no problem getting through the workday on 3 hours of sleep. But now that I'm old and crusty, I need at least seven or else my gizzards fall out.
So why did I decide to "go color" these past few weeks even though it adds hours to the process? Ho ho ho... stop asking silly questions, you silly munchkin...