January 2006


Gung hay fat choy!

It's the year of the dog again. I was born in 1982, also a year of the dog.

If you were born in one of the following years, you are also a dog person:

1922, 1934, 1946, 1958, 1970, 1982, 1994, 2006

"People born in the Year of the Dog possess the best traits of human nature. They have a deep sense of loyalty, are honest, and inspire other people¡¦s confidence because they know how to keep secrets. But Dog People are somewhat selfish, terribly stubborn, and eccentric. They care little for wealth, yet somehow always seem to have money. They can be cold emotionally and sometimes distant at parties. They can find fault with many things and are noted for their sharp tongues. Dog people make good leaders. They are compatible with those born in the Years of the Horse, Tiger, and Rabbit."

Have a prosperous New Year.



Well Die Zauberflöte was probably the best opera I've ever seen. I've always liked the music from this one the best, so seeing it performed made me like it even more. My roommates and I saw a new production of it- by the same woman who produced the Lion King musical (if you've seen the musical, you'll have some idea of how impressive the sets and costumes were for this opera). Maybe if I make some extra cash I'll go see it again.

Anyway, C'est la Vie has been reviewed over at Korsil.net. Go check it out!




Hallo! Heute ist Mozarts 250. Geburtstag! Heute Abend, gehe ich zur Oper, damit ich sehen kann Die Zauberflöte! Später, esse ich einen Kuchen zu feiern

All those German classes paid off (I think- I'm not sure if that was grammatically correct). Anyway, here's a rough translation for non German readers/speakers:

"Hello! Today is Mozart's 250th Birthday! Tonight I'm going to the opera so that I can see The Magic Flute. Later I'm going to eat a cake to celebrate." (I'm really excited about The Magic Flute- it's my favorite opera but I've never seen it performed).

If you couldn't tell I really like Mozart. I think he's the best composer ever. I wish I could shake his bony hand.

Speaking of Mozart's skeleton, they are going to run some DNA tests on a skull today to make sure that it is indeed Mozart's (his skull was stolen from a pauper's grave so people aren't sure if it's really his). They will exhume his sister Nannerl's corpse for a comparison.

Anyway today is a big deal for me. I don't know what I'm going to do. I think my head's going to explode.




Back in New York.

If you haven't seen the sketchblog in a while, you should check it out- its now 11 pages of sketch fun. I put up a new still life that I did in charcoal. If you're interested in seeing what my non-cartoony artwork is like, I urge ya'll to click here to find it.

It's 1:30 am and I'm in a hopeless mood. Every once in a while when I'm up this late drawing "C'est la Vie" I wonder if I'll ever reach my goal for my comic or if I'm beating a dead horse. Sometimes it's tempting to throw in the towel and just forget about it. (Un)fortunately for me, I'm pretty stubborn and generally refuse to give up. Usually I regain my confidence or I'll get some sort of glimmering hope from the folks in Kansas City (where UPS is).

I think I get a sick pleasure out of forcing myself to do something, no matter how hard or painful it may be. I remember going to piano recitals and always feeling like I was going to throw up. My teacher and my parents used to tell me that I didn't have to go through with it but I always did no matter how nervous I was. When I was a kid I also used to submit artwork to Highlights Magazine (a kid's publication) and would consistently get rejected even though I secretly thought that the work I was producing was better than most of the stuff getting published. I bet Highlights made me bitter. What bastards.

Anyway, when I wake up in the morning these bad feelings will probably go away. Ninety percent of the time I really love doing what I'm doing here. I think I'm just tired, jet lagged and frustrated, which ironically, is the best time for me to be writing "C'est la Vie."

I should write a book called Why I'm More Effed Up Than You, except I wouldn't know where to start.




Friday the 13th!

Anyway, first I'd like to thank our sponsor, "Anywhere But Here." I urge you all to visit his site - he draws a snazzy comic strip that I think readers here would appreciate. So, go do that now!

I'm flying back to New York on Monday and am getting anxious again. Classes start on Tuesday.

I bought myself a Nintendo DS, something I didn't think I'd do, but it actually has some really great games on it. I recommend Mario Kart, Animal Crossing: Wild Worlds, and Trauma Center: Under the Knife. They're a bucket o' fun.



Happy belated New Year. Sorry I haven't written any news lately- I've just been having a nice time here, back hoome. Anyway, I you've probably noticed the ad space- please contact me if you're inerested in advertising. You don't have to be a webcomic to buy that space. As long as its not porn or drug related, you're probably welcome to advertise.