The Ancient Shark Of Despair's blog

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Yeah, Moe came round last night. It was cool. I think he felt a bit bad for just leaving last week. I'll tell you the full story tomorrow. I did another comic. Look, guys. I forgot to tell you that this is all set in the past. Not the whole comic, just yesterday's one and then todays one. And tomorrow's one will be like this. In the past.

I'm thinking then next week I will do one that is either in the past's past or in the present's future. Well, I hope you guys enjoy these comics. I put a lot of work in them, but I figure that I'm just getting more competition out there so that Semiotic Cohesion has a little bit harder time ruining the world. They'd do that because they're a bunch of ass. I guess I'm here to save you guys in the end. Like, properly.

I haven't really talked about this much, but I figure that this is probably the best time to unleash it. The reason that I started the whole MySpace thing is that there are all these really important things going on that you guys just wouldn't understand. Shark stuff. Entire planets have already just been eaten. Had their soul sucked out of them. You guys wouldn't be able to understand because you've got no reference. You've only just started noticing that there's stuff outside of Earth.

That's the whole thing about this Moon thing. At the moment, if one of you guys went into space and saw planets zapping past, you'd work out their size based on the biggest things you know. Like mountains. And gardens. And big trees. What would that do to your mind?

Also, I reckon Nasa would probably write their name on everything that they were allowed to.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Hey, guys. I got the third installment up. This is it.

Ric is crying in the first panel. You don't know it yet. I called him Ric because whenever we used to pretend I would always be 'Ric'. Everyone chose movie names, but I always chose 'Ric'. I also always used to associate it with going to the moon. And a shop that sold bananas.

I'm not sure how I got space mixed up in there, but it's gotten to the point that I drew a comic about it.

I named my son a few weeks back. When Monopoly was still here. It's just that I've been thinking about names all day. I've had to name all these characters and I've just been thinking about why I chose Ric. I know it's an awesome name and that it suits space, but you know, why did I choose it?

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User comments

Maxi

Ric makes me think of Latin rain o.O something to do with Ricky Martin I think =D

Posted by maxinethenotsocool on Monday, February 26, 2007 at 6:42 PM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

He's crying so much.

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Monday, February 26, 2007 at 7:36 PM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

So much crying that they can detect it all the way from Earth.

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Monday, February 26, 2007 at 7:36 PM

Arbot

maybe you got space mixed up in there because its the absence of everything except space, ecspecially the absence of anything people need.

Posted by Arbot on Wednesday, February 28, 2007 at 9:44 AM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

Wow, the idea of something being the absence of everything but at the same time singling out one thing that it is specially absent must be so lonely for that thing.

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Wednesday, February 28, 2007 at 9:56 AM

Monday, February 26, 2007

I was just joking to myself about how to keep David coming over I could borrow something from him and just not give it back. I could always just say that, "Yeah, I've got your stuff, it's just that I lent it to Monopoly. Yeah, Monopoly is such a dick."

"Do you want me to play another round?" David asked.

I looked at him and then back at the screen. I asked him what score he got last time.

"I don't know. I wasn't counting." He told me.

Yeah. I noticed.

"Well, I thought I was going to play another round so I exited the screen." He explained.

I didn't offer any reaction. I was a bit beyond that.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that I was going to play another." He sounded sorry. "It's my birthday. In a few weeks it's going to be my birthday."

I looked at him. He wasn't lying. I could tell. A few weeks ago he told me that he thought that the show we were watching at the time was bad. I explained to him why it wasn't bad and how you have to look at it more subtly to appreciate it properly. He told me that he agreed with me. He said he knew what I meant.

"No. It's okay if you have your own opinion about this. It's just that I know this sort of thing. I'm a lot older than you. You don't have to agree with me."

He said, "okay" and apologised. And it was okay but then a few weeks later I was talking about some other show and he brought up how it was like the first show because of the subtlety in the characters and I looked at him sharp but he didn't acknowledge that he was just copying me.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

"So this is your new friend. then?" asked the jerk who used to go buy groceries for me. He was looking at David and was practically sneering at him. "How old is he?"

David was too shy to answer. The jerk just stared at him.

"Nothing, then?" he carried on. "How old is he?"

"Well, it's his birthday soon." I said in his defence. "Do you want your job back?"

He looked at me and suddenly looked a lot more tired than he did just a second ago.

He looked at David and motioned for him to move up. He cleared the air around where he was about to sit and prepared himself in case of a fall. It took some time for him to ready himself to continue talking.

"Look, I'm not here to beg." He had an almost European accent.

"Where have you been living?" I asked him.

He gave me a sharp look. He asked why he would have had to move out. No , nothing, I just thought you were out of cash.

"You fired me. So I guess I was out of cash. And a job." He explained, slowly. "If you want to call it that."

I looked at David and shrugged, but he didn't reply. I think he was a bit scared. I guess that I'm used to this sort of thing so that's why I'm not scared anymore. I've got a tolerance.

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User comments

niel

the jerk sounds like he is evil, and got some evil plan or something

Posted by niel on Tuesday, February 27, 2007 at 10:51 PM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

Yeah, I guess that's why I fired him.

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Tuesday, February 27, 2007 at 11:00 PM

Arbot

I wonder what his problem is

Posted by Arbot on Wednesday, February 28, 2007 at 9:57 AM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

I think that it's self-evident that his main problem is that he is a jerk.

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Wednesday, February 28, 2007 at 10:06 AM

Arbot

but most jerks are that way cause they cant deal with something

Posted by Arbot on Thursday, March 01, 2007 at 12:26 AM

He probably fiddled with your milk. Kick him.

Posted by Maxi on Thursday, March 01, 2007 at 7:25 PM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

Is fiddle when you spit in it?

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Thursday, March 01, 2007 at 9:47 PM

Niel

i agree with arbot, there is probably some underlying thing that makes him such a jerk. it might just be that he has an evil heart or something, or maybe he drinks too much and feels like shit in the day time and then he is mean to everyone.

Posted by niel on Friday, March 02, 2007 at 10:13 AM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

Maybe someone always fiddled his milk when he was younger. That would really get to me, because every time that I wanted to drink a nice glass of milk there would be spit in it and I would know even if I couldn't see it. I would just know.

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Friday, March 02, 2007 at 10:33 AM

Thursday, March 01, 2007

David wanted to know who that guy was. I told him that I'd known him for over thirty years. Because he was the old landlord. I fired him from being landlord, but he always used to come to my house and sit on my bed. Once I told him that he had to go because I needed to get my groceries and he asked me how I got groceries if I never left the house.

He stared at me and acted like he was being kind but he was really trying to prove me wrong on some weirdly obscure level. Like by catching me being wrong is going to make me be wrong about getting him fired and all of a sudden he's going to get his job back. It doesn't work like that. Life's tough. You have to learn that.

You know what your personality is? It's nothing. It's just this fleeting, disappearing cloud of self-assurance. It doesn't really exist. Not in my world at least.

Anyway, he kept at it and started asking me how I planned to get it done and could he help me out because I was such a good friend of his and he would hate to see me suffering while he just sat by and did nothing. Anyway he had nothing else to do so I asked him if I could pay him to go get me some groceries.

I tipped him some cash and I've been sort of supporting him since then.

I fired him here.

"Wow." He said. Convinced. "That's a really long time."

I smiled at him, but he didn't stop looking. He looked like he wanted to know more. I looked away and acted like I didn't hear him. I thought about how much of a jerk he had been to David. Asking him how old he was. I had this feeling like we were walking on a beach.

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User comments

Arbot

how were you getting groceries after you fired him?

Posted by Arbot on Friday, March 02, 2007 at 9:51 AM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

Well, my son had good legs at that point so he did it for a bit, but then he left and I went hungry for a bit over Christmas and New Year's and then the landlord came back because he was unemployed and he asked for his job back so he gave me lots of money and he is doing it for me now, but not anymore, because of the jerk.

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Friday, March 02, 2007 at 10:28 AM
Arbot

so
does that mean you will have ot go out
yourself?

Posted by Arbot on Friday, March 02, 2007 at 11:15 AM