I got a bit excited this afternoon and produced a Grammar Nerd Corrective Label Pack, available for purchase in the Temple of Commerce.
For a low introductory price of $3, you can now pedantically correct your neighborhood signage!
I’m a bit low on funds these days – several of my freelance pay-the-rent clients are behind in paying me, as is the current recession fashion. So it goes! I am prepared for it, but every little bit that readers contribute is appreciated.
Thanks to all of you who’ve helped support me these last few months. It’s fun to come up with stuff that I think will amuse you. Or that will tap into your deep, pesky rage.
Happy Bastille Day, gang!
Celebrate by swinging by the store and purchasing your very own sluttypants lineup of revolutionaries!
Or you could organize a mob and storm a prison containing only a half dozen rather well-treated white collar criminals and a couple of psychotics and aristocratic perverts. Hey, if you do anything as productive as writing the Declaration of the Rights of Man afterwards, we’ll call it a win.
One of my favorite forgotten underlying causes of the French Revolution; financial stress caused by the military expense of saving our punk little revolutionary butts over here in America. Yes, without the support of poor King Louis XVI, we Yanks would be spelling ‘honor’ with a u and paying for things with currency depicting the Queen’s corgis instead of mystical freedom pyramids.
So, my fellow Americans, any time some bellicose fellow says something rash about the French in your presence, gently remind him that France took it in the teeth for us back in 1776, which in turn sparked off the upheaval of the revolution, which eventually gave rise to European nationalism, from whence came those pesky World Wars. Then prepare to run, very quickly.
In the meantime, raise a glass, tear open a baguette, and buy a print, mordi!
I spent most of my working time this weekend putting together the Family Man website move/redesign. With the assistance of Mr. Tyler Martin it will hopefully come out looking very classy and atmospheric! And all in one place, so you’re not obliged to scoot around addresses to read the blessed thing.
BUT all work and no play makes Dylan a cranky girl, so I finally let myself color what I called the Revolutionary Hotties print.
Here’s the current draft of the near-finished project (click it for full-size):
Yes. I went there. It’ll be on sale starting sometime this week in the store, to commemorate Bastille Day and the brave, idealistic, occasionally evil, but always charismatic men who gave their heads for the Revolution. I salute them! And their cute little butts.
I know you want some 18th century man-meat on your wall. You so do. ADMIT IT.
I haven’t quite settled on the dimensions – 8 x 16? Meredith has warned me that I will rue the day I try to ship anything longer than 12 inches on a side, but dammit I never claimed to be smart, and I kind of adore poster tubes. What say you, internet.
Better late than never! Here’s this week’s page of Family Man: relative calm as compared to the frenzy of new information that’s appeared over the last few updates. Still plenty of mystery, though. As always.
Also of note with this update – I’ve switched over my online store services to Shopify, and have added some items, including the first ever piece of Family Man merchandise.
I’ve developed a great relationship with a local printer, who does wonderfully faithful giclee (high-end digital inkjet) art prints – they’ve done such a great job with prints from the Lady Parts show that my only problem has been keeping them in stock.
So I’ve decided to start offering an experimental print-on-demand service for all the pages of Family Man to date.
If there’s a page you’ve really enjoyed and would like to have in a frame-ready physical form at the original size I drew it – 9×12 (or bigger, for that famous library page!), you can now buy it from me, and I will run over to the printer and ask him to please calibrate and print it just for you.
I’m starting things off at the low-low price of $25 per page (on archival paper, $40 on fancy watercolor paper). It’s safe to say the price probably won’t drop anytime soon, so here’s your chance to get in on this before I decide it’s a big ole hassle!
Oh yeah, also, those chicken stickers are still at the store. Never gonna stop pushing these. I love them so.