The Book of Blues
June 13th, 2009
From the book of Blues:
8:09 – Early in the days of Schwartz, Farva travelled to the city of Web. He had heard tales of a man there selling snacks, and was in search of a treat different from the one he produced himself. When he arrived in Web, he asked one of the local farmers where he would be able to find the man with the snacks. The farmer hadn’t heard of the snack peddler and went on his way. Farva, confused, inquired of several more of the townsfolk but none had heard of the man he sought. Farva called out “Surely there is one among us who can offer me a snack!” Then, a young boy with golden bars on his shoulders stopped and said he had a snack to offer. He took Farva to his camp, which was called Snackocomicdotcom. Farva gazed upon the offerings, and saw that it was good.Then he was struck by lightning for blasphemy.
“Seriously though, Codered asked me to write a little blurb for his comic, which is something that keeps happening to me for some reason. I’m not kidding; he’s the third military cartoonist to ask me to write some kind of intro to his site. I don’t know why, because there are a lot of military cartoonists out there far better than me, who have been doing this a whole helluva lot longer. Hell, when I started reading his stuff in eDodo, I was envious, both of his art style and writing. His old shit rocked, and I’m sure Snacko, as lazy as the art is (He’s a young lieutenant, so he’s pretty much expected to be a slacker) will continue his ass-kicking legacy. I look at Snacko and hope it really goes places, up until the point where it’s better than my comic. Then I hope it crashes and burns in a fiery heap of twisted metal and charred bodies. If you don’t like Snacko, then go self fornicate, because any comic making fun of pilots is fucking awesome.”
-Farva