The Beacon Years (Animate Tripe Gallery)


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This here's a collection (note: I don't want to use the word "whole" before it,
because I am missing a couple of newspapers from this, my golden era, if you will) of
The Animate Tripe series that made me a household name, in select parts of dormitories
all around the FIU campus (well actually they were janitorial closets, but I do think
the term "facilities" should be enough to suffice). Anyways, this is a series that
I'd like to think garnered me some sort of minute cult following, er...that is,
at least, I hope it did! Anyways, I'd just like to point out that all of the stuff
here is listed in chronological order, and yes there's even a misprinted
volume number here, which is one of the many errors that the crack
team of a staff I was working with at the time was infamous for!
And the only mistake I ever made was not submitting a cartoon
that would label me as a sexist for the humble beginning of my
artistic career, but forgetting to correct the spelling of the
word 'dread,' which was suppose to read 'dreaded.'

Actually now that I come to think of it---no, I believe that's the second mistake.
The first mistake was actually signing up for this volunteer pastime and expecting to
bring a sense of clever sophistication and raw edginess with a series of tongue-in-cheek
contritely written one-liners; à la a typical Kevin Smithian dick-and-fart joke,
(except with a soured pickle taste left in your mouth for good measure!)
to a bunch of college bound lamers who's typical idea of entertainment
primarily revolved around beer, sorority sluts, and tailgate parties...

And by the way Ashlei, that skeleton was also a chick!!!


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