Ahh Boom Town Fair, how I love you! I always have a great time there but this year especially so! What an un-precedented level of carnage to be had! Great people old and new, bouncy music and giant exploding spiders. What more can you want?! Already looking forward to next year! Thank you to everyone who helped me cause trouble, especially Sunday night stomping crew. Big love to everyone!
Here’s a photo of that giant exploding spider I was talking about except I didn’t get any decent photos of it exploding. There’s some pretty good ones if you Google it though
Oh good God Flying Ant Day is the worst! I’m just happily sat in bed watching Arrested Development on a warm summer evening with my window open and suddenly I’m surrounded by god-damn flying ants! EVERYWHERE! I think I must have spent the next 45 minutes stood up in my room smashing them to bits with the only suitable weapon I could find: a box of tissues (visible on the window sil.)
It was absolutely disgusting. Once I’d realised what was happening, I looked out of the window and the outside window ledge was completely black with a mass of bastard ants crawling all over it. So gross! There had been a huge spider (Boris) hiding in the corer of my ceiling over my bed for a month or so beforehand. He’d been creeping me out the entire time but when this happened, I had every faith that he’d step up to the challenge and be my General in the fight against this flying menace. Did he fuck! He disappeared into his little hole and left me to fend for myself! The coward!
A spoke to a couple of people about this at the time and they didn’t believe me that Flying Ant Day was a thing. For those of you who still dis-believe, read this article about Nuptial Flight and have all your doubting questions answered. IT IS A THING AND IT IS HORRIBLE!
This comic makes me feel itchy. Even now as I type this
Anyone familiar with the Twitter will no doubt have heard the saga of me and my neighbours. Until recently, I lived in a warehouse in North London. The problem with the warehouses is that, while being a fun, artistic environment to be around, it does attract the sort of people who like to have parties…
Every other weekend…
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a complete killjoy who hates parties. I like parties, I really do! But being kept awake until daylight every other Saturday by the people directly below you blasting out terrible techno at full volume and hosting live bands at 3 in the morning is just not on!
The worst part was that these parties always seemed to co-incide with me having to be up early for a comic convention. No sleep + being stuck behind a table all day = grumpy Rob!
But then the lovely Nora brings me an unexpected tea and all is well!
Anyways, I moved out of the noisy warehouse into a nice quiet little house where I can sleep again and don’t have to shout at my neighbours from the window so hopefully less grumpy convention Rob in future
Went to watch the England/Italy game at the Euros earlier this year. I don’t really follow much football, not a huge fan, but if there’s an international on I’ll gladly go watch it and I always find it amazing just how into it I get.
It was pretty off-putting having Mr. Angry stood not so far away staring menacingly at the screen though. He kept that one pose for the whole game. He only broke it once when some friends turned up and he was all smiles and hugs and nice-ness
Then straight back to being Mr. Angry again…
Oh yeah, we lost the game on penalties. It was disappointing but to be expected
It was the premiere of the new Spiderman film a few months back so me and some friends wandered down to see what was going on
But we’d missed it all so instead decided to try and grab one of the big posters the guy in the van was trying to get rid of. They were pretty wedged in under a load of other junk so it was hard work getting one out but we did it eventually!
And then we realised we didn’t actually want it
Pete got a picture of himself on the red carpet though so all was not lost
Oh yeah, Orful Comics is updating again!
(You’ve probably noticed this by now)
It’s always nice, having just spent the best part of an hour trying to get a log fire going and then some idiot who doesn’t know what he’s doing dumps an armful of wet logs on there. Yeah, thanks! Ruined it for everyone! I think we went back inside after a few minutes of evils to leave them to try and start a fire that was never going to happen while we stayed nice and warm.
Anyways yeah, that was a fun party
You may remember a couple of months back I posted about Semi-detached Comedy. Well the night is going strong now and the most recent venue was a boat in Battersea! A perfectly strange location and once again James used the best of the space to showcase the acts. Peronal highlights were the Top Lad and Big Show podcast recording and Chris Cantrill’s self-help seminar
Thankfully, no-one drowned
One of the many reasons of why MCM May 2012 was fantastic for me was free champagne from those good ol’ boys at Letraset on the Friday. We indeed won the champagne bottle and then gave it away on the Saturday night after running our own little competition between the exhibitors.
But yes, MCM, had a great time! Was a bit bogged down by a few tough conventions this year so was a little bit wary going in. That said, I made table cost back on the Friday, which is quite frankly, unheard of! There was a great group of guys in the Comic Village this time round and for the first time actually knew quite a lot of them thanks to a handy little Facebook group. It was also pretty great to be sandwiched between my good buddies Matt and Luke.
As for the punters, as usual MCM, you did not let me down! Spoke to so many people over the three days and boy did you like spending money this year! Must have been the weather or something. Thanks to everyone who came to say hi and buy things and generally be a thoroughly good bunch!
Just my luck! Literally about to step out the door to get my coach for Bristol Comic Expo and my door handle comes off in my bloody hand! Don’t know my own strength clearly. Amazingly, not the only door I broke over the weekend. The handle of my friend’s kitchen door did the same to me barely twelve hours later. I think I’ve forgotten how to use doors or something…
Two Mexican themed comics in two weeks. I must like Mexican or something…
So yes, Mexican dinner out for Odette and Katherine’s birthdays. We wined, we dined, we drank tequila, I nearly threw up. It seems I can’t drink tequila at all anymore. Sad times.
I did attempt to eat the worm but managed to cough it up back into my glass and spent the rest fo the night feeling decidedly ill. Guess I should lay off next time