Inevitably the curtain falls
and the actors leave the stage.
Less assured is that they all
will learn to act their age.
So, I just decided I should write a poem for my post today and that was what came out. Not very good, but perhaps it is a sign that deep down I consider anyone who works in the theatre to be childish and immature. A shocking look at my psyche. And since the poem suggests that I feel that way subconsciously, I might as well feel that way overtly now as well. With that in mind, I will now, being of sound mind (or at least as sound as usual) make this declaration: Hey actors! Yeah, all you stage-walkin’ make believers! You are all infantile! Why don’t you just grow up? Friggin’ babies.
Or maybe I just subconsciously noticed that “age” and “stage” rhyme and worked from there. Who can say? I am not a professional at this!
I will probably stick to haikus for a while. That said, I’m running out of old Contains2 prose stories to reintroduce to the new site, so I will likely start resurrecting old poetry before long. That’ll be something.
In other news, I just re-Googled myself and my site is still not in the first page of results for “Patrick D Ryall” even though pretty much a day has passed. Now admittedly I don’t know much about how Google works, but I would have hoped that a day would be more than enough time for them to correct their grievous Patrick D Ryall-related error.
Fact: I’m trying to break the record for most posts in one month, so expect several more essentially pointless things like this over the course of the week.
If you are reading this, you are probably already aware that Patrick D Ryall has a website, but I Googled my own name (“Patrick D Ryall”) just now and noticed that this site isn’t in the first page of results. “That just ain’t right” I figured and I thought that maybe if the phrase “Patrick D Ryall” occurred more often on the site, where I usually use “PDR” it might help. I even put “Patrick D Ryall” in the name of this post, just to drive the point home, right?
So anyway, I, Patrick D Ryall, now have a little icon that should be appearing next to the URL when your on my site. It makes my site look a little bit more professional, which basically makes it a lie, but I am happy to have it there. So everyone should notice it and be happy.
In the year 2049, the ultimate discovery in science was made: The cure for death itself. Two years later, the honeymoon was over. Johnny McFutureman woke up on a Tuesday, as he was wont to do, and prepared himself for another day of work. He was only thirty, but was feeling so very old. He […]
Even being called in unexpectedly to work last night can not prevent me from giving you a ton comics this week!
There are so many comics by PDR this week that yesterday I gave the bulk of it to you. That story stars myself as Agent Durning and the Honourable Kiiip Williams as Reg Lincoln, Hunter of Evil Monsters. What’s more, the pictures of Kiiip were taken like eight years ago for a photo story that I never ended up doing on Contains2. They have finally lived up to their destiny. This also means that those comics are in keeping this month’s unintentional theme of PDR Nostalgia.
And as I hinted at in that post about old PDR stories, here’s a comic strip I wrote when I was nine or ten that was redrawn yesterday:
It presupposes that you are familiar with that whole sword in the stone concept. Do kids today still know about that? I do like that even at that age I was amused by completely oblivious idiots.
Also in that post I mentioned Little Choy. I got to thinking “I’ve been meaning to do a new Little Choy” and so then I did.
Although I have had a color scheme in my head for Little Choy since the very beginning, I refuse to color him. It would probably be hideous.
And I also made this:
That is not technically any nostalgic PDR reference, but I did create it in the style of Photoshop-drawn comic that I used to do much more often in the Contains2 days.
Also, the Phone Guys are doing something too:
Can you handle how many comics there are?
