Warning: Very Graphic!!!

As none of you know, my friend Dan and I have been working on a graphic novel. We’ve been spending a lot of our time reading these beefed up comics, and have been inspired to create one of our own. I’m not at liberty to tell you what it’s about, but I can assure you it is something different.
Alan Moore is my biggest inspiration right now. I’ve been a huge fan of “Watchmen” for a long time as well as his other works like “V for Vendetta” and my favorite Batman story, “The Killing Joke”.

Frank Miller is another inspiration. His Batman stories, “The Return of the Dark Knight”, and “The Dark Knight Strikes Again” are incredible spins on Bats.

What Dan and I are trying to do is something that no one has read or seen before in the graphic novel genre, we have original ideas for characters, dialogue, art concepts and most importantly: plot. Plot is what drives story and the plot we have thus far is like driving a Bugatti Veyron (love the name).
It is a process, much more than I imagined, but I know we have it in us. I know this for one reason, and one reason alone: we are nerds. Wish us luck.

I completely trust car salesmen

The car salesmen’s spirit animal must be the shark. They are both feared killers with big toothy smiles that can rip you and your bank account to shreds. They smell your money like blood in the water, spawning a psychotic feeding frenzy that either consumes you or leaves you fleeing for your life. Within their respective habitats, they are the apex predators whom have an insatiable appetite for the innocent. Needless to say, the other day I bought a new car and a pet shark.
I had my heart set on this:

But the dealer sold it right before I got there! I was kind of bummed out, but then they had my second choice, a Nissan Sentra 2005 se-r spec v:

I am stoked. It will help me get from A to B a lot faster my previous whip that I hooked my good buddy up with:


Other than that, it’s just been a long winter with minimal skating, which is rare for me. It has been good, some what cathartic, and has helped me reconnect with old friends from New Hampshire.

I used to think New Hampshire was the seventh circle of hell; however, it seems more like heaven to me now more than ever. Hindsight is 20/20, and looking back I’m glad I’m from Sandown, New Hampshire rather than some of the places I’ve called home or visited over the years. The air is clean, it’s heavily wooded, you can see the stars at night and the only criminals are my friends. It’s a great place and maybe one day I can get a log cabin off of Phillips pond with a mini ramp and a kill zone in the back yard.

D.

An introduction to ignorance.

Hey,
This is Dave and this is my blog. Should be fun.