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Spent todays afternoon/evening well playing Eat The Reich ttrpg with friends. And while killing nazis is always fun having their dog be a co-player is even better. Me and said dog.

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"So..wait...you are, like, not dead?"

Yeah, so while it would be cool to quote Mark Twain/Samuel Clemens I am more like the plague. Not Dead, only somewhat dormant.

I have had..issues. Yeah. Spent a while as a modern urban nomad. One of many hardships that showed me how important and valuable real friends are. And have lost some for death waits for no one.

But still here with my loved ones. Still with Her. I guess Her having Otto The Beast, the Biter of everything means Her tastes run for chaotic and unruly. Good for me. My Son had to rebel someHOW and me and my ex-wife are ever so happy he chose to study engineering instead of, well I mean besides that the options remaining to rebel against us were that, using hard drugs 24/7/365, getting into religion or into right-wing politics. So that is good. And his girlfriend v 2.0 is nice.

And I have been not just writing about comics, but writing comics and drawing them too. Still fucked on art department but frankly, even worse gets published and creating comics is one of the most fun things one can do while wearing pants.

Not that it's mandatory. I often don't.

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curtvile and Otto The Beast biter of everything

Photo by Her, my lupercalia

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Writing some comics ( and some, sadly, trying to draw too) but I am working on a couple of articles.

On Sword and Sorcery which needs loads of kill-your-darlings

And one I can blame on myself: comics creators fall from grace. The editor liked the idea and somehow I didn't understand the full scope. Just having Neil Gaiman and Warren Ellis ja would have sufficed but no I had to add what happened to Ed Piskor and the lies of Micah Wright and selfburns at comicsgate.

Since I already have too much material do please add to those I have forgotten or do not know.

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Otto the Beast biter of everything at his bed. Spending the day dogsitting him. And also as I bought crap felt pens WIP of the Beast and his dreams by yours truly ( about 10 minutes and the reason I write instead of drawing)

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the two Princesses and one beast at Heroes Comic Con Helsinki Finland 2025. Belle and Aurora cosplay by Takalo twins Curtvile cosplay by Curtvile

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En route to see Her. And Otto the Beast, the Biter of everything. Naturally.

Long distance relationships are not for everyone. And Finland being long northern country... it is only about 160-165 km ( a 105-110 or so in those imaginary miles) but it rained in my home city and the road is more like a canal but it snowed there?

We have a date movie night today. Us two romantics go see The Heretic.

Probably be less online except maybe monday when I am dogsitting/ planning World domination with Otto. But in the meantime, behave.

Ei

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Some months ago I went to the cinema with Her and Her friend. It's sort of a joke: Her friend often wants to come with us to the movies even though she doesn't like the same level of violence in movies as me and Her. Case in point Night Visions ( movie festival about horror, violence and trash) and we went to see french black comedy Plastic Guns.

And outside was my friend, an dear old friend. Looking ragged, face matted with blood from being quite recent opening. And he smelled of earth meters away. Not dirty, of dirty. And naturally he was drinking his own beers ( as you are not supposed to do) . Of course he had not been drunk getting the face open. And he was going to a different viewing in the same multiplex, an irish horror movie. But despite all he was his charming self. All DIY punk and a bit drunk and naturally wanted to just give out his comic zine to the ladies for free. Of f*cking course they paid him. Our viewing was about to start so me and him shook hands, he punched my shoulder and we hugged.

The movie was good but I kept thinking about my friend. He has seen better days and wished I had his number. You can never have too many friends and even with his shortcomings he is one of the good ones.

This morning got a text message from my ex-partner ( grown women are not girlfriends, right?) As she knows I am not on Facebook. My friend died yesterday. That same, salt of the earth guy is no more. My ex and me share the view: we half expect my friend just to bounce up, can of beer in Hans, smoke on lip, laughing that glorious shitty bastard laughter " You thought I died? Pfftt. Get real"

But Yeah. We lost one of the good ones. I lost a friend.

So, take care of your loved ones, friends and family. Be weird. Go on quests and adventures. It is corny and cheesy, but it is real.