Day #266 - Phil "the Shark" Cooper

the Shark's religion is greed, more importantly greed without remorse. He earned his moniker not from being a loan shark (which he is) but from preying on the innocent, he'd smell the blood a mile away and would circle his prey and then finally strike when there was no hope left.

This made the Shark an incredibly successful business man at the expense of family and friends, but that didn't matter to the Shark as his only need was greed. It was his passion for feeling on top that led him to cocaine, first he started using the the government produced drug, in the 27th century the government controlled all addictive substances and their distribution network, the government coke was cheap and whilst it gave you a short high it really messed you up as the government chose to cut this up with any number of substances to getter a greater return, one night you might be sniffing borax the next you could be freebasing talcum powder or icing sugar. Only desperate wannabes used government coke, no the real elite still had access to the pure produce of Columbia, the 'Columbian Blue' as it is called due to the colour that it turns when burned is the highest grade cocaine on the market but it's so underground it's almost myth like in it's existence.

Of course, this is the shit the Shark was on 24/7, when he first heard about it he knew that he needed it and in large amounts because that's how the Shark rolled.

The Shark like most men has certain urges that needed satisfying and through one of his 'transactions of the night' (he has a thing for male transvestite prostitutes) he stumbled upon Dante Diamante, whilst Dante was not very good in the sack he did have the ability to supply the Shark with a never ending supply of the 'Blue'

The Shark's heavy addiction to this meant that he was starting to slip up in his business dealings and in particular the running of his newly acquired and extremely lucrative chop shop, he and Dante would have lavish parties in the upstairs office all times of the day or night and the Shark would basically live there and not worry about his other accounts. One particular day, he had fallen asleep at his desk face first into a mound of the 'Blue' s high he didn't even feel the cold steel of the wrench around his neck, all that came after that was darkness.

as his love for the 'Blue' grew he needed to fund his habit by branching out to offer startup cash for businesses

Day #265 - 100 to go

into the home stretch now, fair enough it's a bloody long stretch.

I thought I'd try a new thing, 30 new characters in 3o days, so now to 295 I'll create a new character every day and also write a back story (i'm not a good writer so the stories might be crap).

here we go,

Character #1

"Wrench McNeil"

Wrench McNeil entered Earth DF military academy as soon as he hit adulthood, he wasn't a fantastically talented recruit but he gave it his all. When he found out that he was not up to grade for infantry it nearly broke his heart, he wanted to go to war, it was all he thought about growing up, deploying to Venus and fighting for Earth against the Mercurians, a noble path.

Wrench discovered that he could indeed deploy utilising the support path, all good mechanised infantry need support. Wrench topped his class, he was the best military mechanic in his unit.

In the year 2622 Wrench got his orders and shipped out to Venus supporting 455th Spacebourne Unit.

Whilst landing on Venus and unloading an APC backed over Wrench and parked on his head, Wrench lost both legs from the knee down, he lost his right hand at the wrist and the right side of his skull collapsed through the cheekbone and he lost his eye.

Wrench, lucky to be alive was stretchered out of the landing zone into the field hospital and straight into surgery. The surgeons attached over sized metallic feet to his knees, a robotic right hand to what was left of his forearm and a cybernetic optic controller in place of his right eye which attached directly to the brain stem and resulted in horrible headaches and nausea.

Wrench was discharged from the military but he didn't qualify for disability pension because that was reserved to the disabled and cyborgs were ineligible.

Wrench had no option but to open his own mechanic workshop but with no funding he had to borrow money from a loan shark for startup funds. Little did he know that this shark was surprise surprise a bit dishonest and that he set up Wrench for a fall, he restricted 90% of the business going to Wrench's shop and after a few months Wrench was desperately trying to make ends meet with very little customers.

The shark came back seeking his money but when Wrench explained that he couldn't pay the shark took over ownership of the business and made Wrench work for him at minimum wage whilst repaying his debt. The way it was set up is that the interest on Wrench's debt would render the debt never payable, this meant that Wrench was going to be working there for the rest of his life.

For the first couple of weeks the business remained legitimate but the shark soon saw that it was far more lucrative using the shop as a front and instead using the business 'rebirthing' stolen speeders.

One day Wrench, whilst in the midst of an extremely bad migraine thanks to the cybernetic optical brain stem attached device had decided enough was enough. He took his favourite wrench, a 5 3/4" open ender into the office and 'wrenched' off the shark's head, he freeze dried the body in the spray booth and buried it in the back yard of the workshop, 10 feet down.

He put his name back on the front of the workshop and reopened as a legitimate business.

Day #264 - hmm, no Sir, I don't like it!

quick and easy tonight, for some reason as I was walking over to draw I said, No sir, I don't like it! which made me think of Ren & Stimpy, then the horse from Ren & Stimpy.

I could have easily drawn Log, Muddy Mud Skipper or the all American George hound.

John K is a freak and when this cartoon first came out it began a new genre in cartoons and you can see this is easily where Spongebob Squarepants got its inspiration.

Day #263 - History made

Today Ray "Jesus Shuttlesworth" Allen became the All Time leading scorer of 3 point shots in NBA history surpassing the great Reggie Miller's record.

So I thought I'd draw him shooting.

They say that he has the sweetest shot in all of basketball and it's hard to deny it's goodness but I think the thing that makes it so sweet for me is the fact that it's the exact same smooth technique no matter where he is on the court and in what direction he is going, it's a lazy flop of the arms and a delicate kick of the legs, poetry in motion.

Who would have thought the young basketballer in Spike Lee's He Got Game would turn out to be this amazing player.

I'm just glad that he plays for Boston!

Congratulations Ray!

Day #262 - Burgebabs

Tonight before seeing De La Soul Ed, Les, Nick and I were dining in the back of the Duke hotel.

I had the Wagyu beef burger and when it came out it had wooden skewer holding it together, Lester said that you were supposed to pick it up and eat it like a lollipop.

It got me thinking about a Shish Kebab made of mini burgers (or sliders as the US call them), you could call them Burgebabs or Shish Burgers?

I would have drawn more but it's pretty late so I settled for 3, you get the idea right?

Day #261 - 100 conversations about nothing

I tell you what if I had a dollar for every pointless conversation I had today I think I'd have at least $100 in the kitty.

4 times today I had to explain why sent mail from outlook doesn't sync on mobile devices.......to the same person!

I had meaningless conversations over a device that we don't even have because a customer won't make a decision about it yet they are trying to put the onus on me? yet I've explained that I am awaiting a decision.

It seemed that the entire day I was on at least one phone if not two.

I had to ask people if I could call them back because I had someone on the other line about 8 or 10 times, which I wouldn't mind but I'm not normally on my phone at work.

I guess it was just one of those days, so this is sort of how I felt at the end of the day.

Can't wait for tomorrow.....................night, watching De La Soul with Ed and Les will make it all worthwhile!

Day #260 - Cliché art

Something has been bothering me since last Thursday night.

And I think it's because the wrong person won.

Secret Wars is a contest pitting two artists against each other over 90 minutes with nothing but black ink and a canvas.

there were a lot of things wrong (IMHO) with both artists but only one produced original art, although the main character of his piece (probably about 60% of the piece) was very weak it was at least original (haha just heard Brooke Shields say cliché about 5 times on the Tonight Show), the guy that won drew little characters that you've seen a hundred times over in different street art works, so, unless he is the person that is goin around doing all of these works (which I very much doubt) he's just reproducing other people's ideas.

I did like the winners lettering although it wasn't a writing contest was it?

I'm really hoping that round 2 will showcase 2 unique artists to really show what Sydney can produce, considering this is a competition with global exposure it was a little embarrassing to see what these two 'artists' produced on behalf of the Sydney art community.

HAaaaaaaaaa, now I feel better, geez I'm on a rant quest today.

sorry....