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Part 2 of 3.
This is where the weekend started to get drinky. During the 4 day convention I honestly got 8 hours of sleep. I’ve thought a lot about how I am able to go so hard and so fast for so long (heh heh) with so little rest, and the only conclusion I’ve drawn is that I (well, we) enter into survivial mode. Our brains know that we can’t stop going going going, so they tell our brains that if we stop we will die (when the opposite is likely closer to the truth). The other factor in this perpetual delirium equation is that many of my best friends and most favorite people are those I only see 3 or 4 times a year. When we all gather in an unfamiliar city, I think we try to cram months of living into mere nights. Sure, we could sleep, but those are precious hours I could be spending making memories (all be it hazy ones) with wonderful friends. Doesn’t the military have some sort of “no sleep, but your body doesn’t freak out and your brain still works” pill for Navy Seals or something? Why am I paying taxes if I can’t have access top secret, experimental brain drugs?
This comic stars Lar, Sohmer, and Becker of Blind Ferret, and Jennie, Kris and Dave of Cyanide and Happiness and takes place in a NY pub called The Blarney Stone. Earlier in that very establishment, a fan puked on Zach Weiner of SMBC. Had I been there, rest assured this would be a 4 part photo comic.
COMMENTERS: This evening started as a pub crawl with SMBC and Cyanide and Happiness fans. Have you ever partied with a creative type or celebrity that you really looked up to? Did your opinion change after meeting them? I had drinks with Jonathan Frakes once, and he was an absolute delight.
iPad sketch=me amazed!
Yeah, Lar has really mastered that particular format. He's tried essentially every drawing app and has no less than 12 styli.
"Doesn’t the military have some sort of 'no sleep, but your body doesn’t freak out and your brain still works' pill for Navy Seals or something?"
Yes. They originally got interested in Olmifon (adrafinil) when it was first released, but I believe they've moved on to Provigil (modafinil) and/or Nuvigil (armodafinil) because Olmifon was never submitted for FDA approval here in the USA. (It was originally developed by Lafon Labs in France.)
I've used Olmifon myself – it's pretty amazing stuff. At first I didn't think it was doing anything because there were no jitters or racing heartbeat or the like – but I got lost in what I was doing and suddenly it was 4am and I was still awake and productive. I admit I have no idea how it would interact with a night of boozing….
I'll have you know my gentleman is an Irishman! And we don't practice. >:D
Provigil (modafanil) is the bomb. No jitters or anything, just takes away the fatigue and keeps you clear-headed. Of course, it's also $1000 for 90, so…yeah.
i once drank scotch with pierce brosnan, i have to say, it was the manliest hour of my life. in fact i think i may have been pregnant for like a day after that. then my body remembered that it was male and stopped. true story
So, is a Leather Daddy the same thing as a Discipline Daddy? Because Tobias Fünke is both.
Theres a new daddy in town.
Lol great comic
I dined with Terry Pratchett back in the day. I can confirm that if you consider him witty, erudite and dapper, then your opinion would doubtless be confirmed by the experience. Also, if you consider him vain, supercilious and capable of ersatz-Ellisonian tantrums when not awarded the fawning attention that is his due, well, no disappointments there either.
I got drunk with Danny John-Jules from Red Dwarf once. It was a friend's 18th and we were in a sci-fi theme bar in Manchester called Fab Cafe where Mr. John-Jules was doing a stand up routine about the show. We asked him to sing Tounge-Tied and he said he'd only do it if we joined him on stage as backing singers! Later on, when we were getting drunk at the bar, some guy tried to steal a woman's purse and Mr John-Jules pulled out a surprisingly real looking gun and pistol whipped the guy, before carrying on putting away tequilla slammers. Dude was a legend!
well, you win everything forever. nicely done.
I met Craig Charles too on another occasion but he was rat-arsed to just kicked me down a flight of stairs which wasn't so good.
"ouala" = voilà
it's a french word 🙂
the problem with correcting spelling mistakes in the comments, is that after I fix it you look like a crazy person.
I once fed Carole Pope oysters at a party – I told her I was in awe of her lesbian entourage. Only Canadians over the age of 30 will get that.
Oddly enough, I met Alan Tudyk at this very bar (assuming it's the Blarney Stone near Madison Square Garden? There are about 15 Blarney Stones in NYC…) one time, and it turned into a blabbering, "I love you… you are Wash… Mal… thank you… dinosaurs…" moment, completely violating the rule that states that if you're a New Yorker, you're not allowed to acknowledge the celebrities. But it was worth it. I mean, come on… Wash…
When I was in school for the Navy in Charleston, SC back in the day, a friend and I literally ran into Mel Gibson (I wasn't looking where I was going and when I turned my head I walked right into him). He was in the area for the filming of The Patriot. I apologized profusely and he ended up joining us for coffee. He even picked up the tab. Honestly, one of the nicest and most down to earth people I have ever met. Nothing like you hear about nowadays.