September 30, 2004

Enough is enough.

You know, I try to take the high road, but there’s only so much garbage that I can deal with before I have to say that enough is enough. I can’t just ignore this anymore, because this is completely ridiculous.

Yeah, Darcia, I’m talking about you, punk.

Darcia has been signing my guestbook with negative remarks. That in and of itself is not a problem, because I’ve dealt with such things before and that’s well documented. The problem with Darcia is that he’s often insisted on using extremely crude language, and since kids also visit this webpage, I can’t tolerate that. And since these comments of his did nothing but insult me personally without actually saying anything about my webpage, which is what guestbook are actually supposed to be for, I simply deleted them and paid them no mind. People can say those things about me if they want, but to do so in a public place using swearing where kids can see it, that I have no choice to erase.

But it didn’t stop. Darcia had nothing better to do then to visit my site several times a week for the sole purpose of spamming my guestbook with his softmoric antics. I suppose he was offended that I actually ignored him. It seemed like every single day I’d have to delete another piece of Darcia’s derogatory filth. And it just kept rolling in! Now it’s gone so far that Darcia, who despite his girlish name continues to insist for whatever reason that he is a male, has told me that I will die if I delete his posts. Yeah, he actually said that I’ll die. Big man! So, fine. Screw it. If Darcia wants everyone to see how big of an idiot he is, I’ve left his latest musings intact for the entire world to observe. He’s wishing death upon me because he doesn’t like my website. Wow, logic at its finest!

Though he did eventually wind up saying something about the content on this website. He said that he could draw better than me by shoving a pencil up his ass and drawing with his butt. Interesting technique, but personally I prefer using my hand with the pencil. Good luck with that though.

But even though I didn’t delete two of his posts, he still came back! So if flat out ignoring this moron isn’t going to work, then I guess I’ll just have to apply some blunt force. So here’s an open letter to Darcia.

All right Darcia…. can I call you Darci? All right Darci, I know you are reading this. This is where it ends. I don’t know you. I have no idea who you are. I have done nothing to you. I have said nothing about you. I have no idea why you are so insistent in repeatedly insulting me, but it’s absolutely pathetic. You’re making yourself look like a fool. Stop wasting my time, and stop publicly embarrassing yourself, Darci.

Darci, I’m calling you out. I’m an easy guy to find. My e-mail address is, and that’s no secret. Whatever problem you’ve got with me, and with the lengths that you are going, it had better be a doozy, you just e-mail me and I’ll respond. But stay the hell off of the guestbook.

Darcia, if you really are man like you insist you are, you’ll face me like a man. Stop prancing around like a coward and show yourself. E-mail me whatever crap you have to say, and use a real address, don’t hide behind a fake. If you really hate me that much, then let’s settle this once and for all.

Honestly Darci, your actions beg the question: If you don’t like me, and you don’t like this website, then why the hell do you visit it every day? Just to see if I’m saying anything about you? Well, if that’s the case, then you’ve got what you want. Now give me what I want and stay the hell away from my website. If you still insist on flinging your crap like a primate, then stand by your statements and send me an e-mail. I’ll be waiting, tough guy. Bring it!


I haven’t been feeling well recently. This past weekend I had a bad headache and a dizzy feeling that has been lingering for awhile. Ugh. But I couldn’t let this stop me because I had an important mission to accomplish.

My cousin J.P. is an English teacher to French speaking students in grade 7. He had made plans to travel over the weekend, but had given himself too much to do for his classes. So I was hired to help him out by marking his students’ work while he was away. It was an in-class dictation, where he would read an excerpt from the classic story “The Princess and the Pea“, and the students would write it down. It was my job to underline all of their spelling and grammar mistakes and total them up. It was an interesting experience, made much more difficult than it had to be by the fact that I had a splitting headache at the time (and don’t feel much better as I right this, come to think of it).

One might think that this would be a very simple task. I mean, the “Princess and the Pea” isn’t exactly a complicated story, and they are in grade 7, so how many mistakes could there be? Well, keep in mind that these students predominately speak French, so they often had some very, shall I say, creative written interpretations of certain spoken English words. “Princess” was often spelled “princesse“, and I noticed the word “pea” spelled a myriad of different ways, “pe“, “pee“, “pi” and “pie“. Yes, pie. Pie is so good, after all. I don’t think anyone spelled “Hans Christian Andersen” correctly. Though it didn’t ultimately count, I marked it anyway. There were some spellings that were so completely wrong that I wondered just what they had heard, like “Hungs Kristen Henderson” or something like that. Some of them went fairly quickly, with very few mistakes, but there were a few that were just completely atrocious. I counted 78 mistakes in one, and that was me being generous! I might as well have just taken my red pen and underlined the entire page. Instead of putting commas (,) and semi-colons (;), someone actually wrote the word “comma” and “semi-colon“. It was hard to believe that it was real.

So that’s what I did with my weekend. I have no point in saying all of that. I’m not trying to make fun of anyone, and it’s not like it’ll matter since nobody there knows who I am. I’m just saying. Though I hope that I didn’t make a big bunch of spelling mistakes just now.


September 22, 2004

In a galaxy far, far away…

So, finally, after all of these years of waiting, the original Star Wars Trilogy is on DVD. I got my set yesterday and will be watching them shortly. I’ve been a Star Wars fan since I was old enough to comprehend colours and shapes (or maybe even earlier), and these films are very important to me. That said, I’m not going to get all cranky over whatever changes have been made from the original versions. It’s just not worth getting upset over, and besides, it’s going to make seeing these movies again (for the millionth time) a lot more fresh. Honestly, some of the folks who are making these complains really, really need to find something better to do with their lives. As for me, I’ll be sitting back and enjoying the damn show,

As a long time fan, I’ve amassed a bit of a collection of Star Wars stuff for myself. I thought it’d be fun to take a few pictures and share them with everyone. However it wasn’t long into the process of unearthing some of this stuff that a few pictures just wasn’t going to cut it! There’s a lot of it! So instead, I’m going to fully feature my Star Wars collection on a future update right here on SykoGrafix. In the meantime, I put up a few pics to serve as a bit of a preview. You can see them right here. I know that there are other Star Wars fans out there reading this, so feel free to use that board to post your own Star Wars thoughts and memories.

May the Force be with You.


This story just keeps getting weirder and weirder!

The floodgates have opened, and the collective I.Q. of the Earth’s population has taken a few dips south! In my last e-mail from “Jake“, he said that he’d never return to my website and that I was no longer worth his time. Well, not only am I worth enough of his time to make yet another insulting post, but he has also rallied up some of his friends and called an entire crusade has been against me! I’ve gotten a whopping eight new posts in my guestbook, with Jake telling me in another e-mail that he is indeed the “mastermind” (as it were) behind this call too arms. Their mission: To insult me into changing my art!

At least, it seems like that was the intention. But I don’t believe that what actually happened was really mapped out on any battle plans, because the result of this attack is just too strange to actually be an insult! This is absolutely hilarious stuff! I’ve never had so much attention lavished upon me all at once, and I’m just not quite sure how to feel about it! Should I respond to each of these posts individually right here and now? Or do I hoard them like glittering little treasures for the time being and use them as raw materials with which to craft another masterpiece?

Ahh, what the hell? For the sake of posterity, I’ll do both!

The first post comes from “Rick James“.

i think those guys that say crap about you are liers. you obviously have some talent… too bad you have to waste it on trivial matter like anime though… try drawing more original stuff, but not any more girls… that kind of makes you look like a perv… draw some more hardcore heroish stuff like awesome swordsmen stabbing people in the neck! that would be freaking awesome!
Wow! Rick James has come back from the dead to visit my website! “I’m Rick James, bitch!” Though I have a hard time believing that he doesn’t want me to draw girls anymore. I mean, you’d think that the guy who sang “Superfreak” would like to look at that kind of stuff! But I’ll certainly will consider the awesome swordsmen suggestion.

Next we have “lenny the leopard“.

alright, i’ll just call you “tron” b/c yur obviously not a ninja. i came to this site to see ninjas! all i found was some freaking weird art… if you want more people to like you and stop claiming you’re gay, then draw some ninjas! and not the wimpy ones that are all emotional, draw some ones beating the crap out of a bunny with numchucks! that would prove indefinitely that you are capable of providing this website with non-homo material
Leopard dude, there are ninjas all over this website! But of course you can’t actually see them. They’re ninjas! Ninjas practice the art of invisibility, and thus can not possibly be seen! I’ll get right to work on that non-homo material, though.

Next up is “pansy“, as non-homo of a name as I’ve ever seen.

are you a REAL ninja? or just a robot? if you’re a real ninja, then why are you drawing anime? aren’t you supposed to kill people with metal? why are you drawing pictures? i am VERY confus-ed. i would appreciate some explanation as I have cancer and only five months left to live. thankyou

PS draw some ponies! MORE PONIES!!
Man, this is just too much! What can I say? Drawing anime and killing people with metal are actually very closely related, when you think about it! How about if I drew ponies getting killed with metal, would that satisfy everyone?

And then comes “alex“.

i think its unfair that people say that you’re gay. people shouldn’t assume things like that or make fun of it. homosexuality is real and it should be embraced. ninjatron, if you want to come out of the closet, i put in a website that will prove useful to you. believe in yourself, ninjatron!
I’ve got nothing to say to this except…


Man, that is some funny stuff!

Oh no! The next entry is by the mysterious warrior called “silent death“! Ooooh! Scary!

i know where your house is. im coming to kill you. your cat will make a nice salad.

PS im a REAL ninja and im offended at your digusting immitations. please discontinue calling yourself a ninja or you will die sooner.

PSS REALLY. Im not kidding.
Heh heh heh! Isn’t that special? More kids playing ninja. Keep up the rough-housing, lad! Please, I don’t have a cat. Being a ninja, my pet is obviously a turtle. Everyone knows that. And if you were really a ninja, then you’d know that there’s supposed to be an apostrophe in between the letters I and m when writing “I’m“. Come on, grasshopper. 10 flips, now!

And now the words of “lame jane“. Hmm, talk about self esteem issues.

have you ever eaten sushi? i hear that real ninjas eat sushi. I like sushi, and would like some drawings of sushi and your comments on them, if you would be sooooo kind. after all, in japanese animation, who doesn’t eat sushi? those funky looking doughnuts are way cool. yeah, so… Please draw my sushi.
Sushi is totally great! I love the kind with grilled eel. I don’t like wasabi though. I’d draw some sushi, but what would be the point if you couldn’t actually eat it? Well, I guess you could try to eat it, but it wouldn’t taste as fresh as real sushi. So forget it.

And then we have “pisser“. Now this is somebody who’s not afraid to talk promote toilet related accomplishments!

who the crap are these people!??! wth are these people trying to get from you?! whoever they are, i think its still cool that people are trying to be this annoying. you should listen. fill requests and maybe these freaks will leave you alone. worth a try aint it?
Heh, a thinnly veiled attempt at not looking like one one of “these people” of which he speaks. You know, maybe I should listen to them. It’s not like I’m doing anything better with my life! Yes, because people who are being annoying are just so cool! Who wouldn’t want to listen to them?

Last, and certainly least, is dirty ol’ Jake.

this is the last time im doing this. you’re art is worthless as it stands. CHANGE IT. STOP DRAWING OTHER PEOPLE’S STUFF. If anyone would like to tell me how much they hate me, they can say it to my face at… come and get it you slappywags!!
Oooh, “slappywags“! Spelled with 2 “p”s this time! He must really mean business now! I am publically recomending that everyone not e-mail him. No need to throw fuel into an already raging inferno of ineptitude. But I’m not going to stop you if you feel you must.

You know, fun is fun, but I take a lot of offense to this accusation. I don’t draw other people’s stuff. I draw my stuff. Even if I’m drawing a character that is already established, like Optimus Prime or Wolverine, for better or worse, I do it my way. And that should be painfully obvious to anyone who has actually taken more than 5 minutes to look around here. It may not always be good, but damn it, it’s still mine! I don’t copy anyone’s art, and if you think I do, Jake, then let’s see some examples of all these other people that I’ve copied from. I guarantee that you won’t find any, because they don’t exist. Furthermore, why do you even care? What stake do you possibly have in the way in which I draw? You don’t. You have nothing. And thus, you mean nothing to me. Nothing but a bunch of laughs because of how ignorant you are. But that’s ok, because that ignorance has amounted to some very funny moments, so I’ll forgive you.

That’s enough. There’s more to this but I really don’t have time to deal with this anymore right now. I’ve got bigger fish to fry. So if Jake or any of his buddies have anything more to say, by all means just go look in the mirror and make fun of yourself or something. Save us all the trouble of doing it for you, and save yourself the embarrassment.


September 11, 2004

Moronic Rage!

Geeze. My last weblog post a week ago was a response to more idiot hate mail, but it didn’t stop there. Oh no, not only did I hear back from dear old Jake, but other idiots have also decided to unleash their moronic rage in my direction.

One worthless attempt at insulting me that I’ve gotten a lot is people calling me gay. What the hell? Sorry, but last time I checked a calendar I happened to notice that this was the year 2004. Is that still even supposed to be an insult? Grow up! Well I’m sorry to put a monkey wrench in the plans of all these morons who are trying to make fun of me, but no, I am certainly not gay, and even if I was, so what? What does that have to do with anything here on my website? Nothing! In fact, isn’t this website plastered with images of cute girls? So, with that in mind, if you’re a male, and you come to this website and hate it so much that you feel compelled to send me a venom filled pile of puke that you think is an insult, then it begs the question…. Who’s really gay here?

And most recently I’ve gotten a nice little message that said “Shineh, Baka“. Ooooooh! Tough guy went and learned some rudimentary Japanese! Thanks for putting the “h” at the end of Shine so I wouldn’t read it like shine as in “Sunshine”. This came from someone who chooses to be known as ““. Yep, Dot Dot Dot. My, what a clever name. Is that something like The Artist Formally known as Prince? Well, Dot Dot Dot, all I have to say to you is…

Kutabare, yaro!

This is all wearing really thin, but still, it makes me laugh. I have no idea why I’m being bombarded by so much garbage from so many morons who have absolutely nothing worthwhile to say. But whatever it is that I did to piss so many people off, I’m certainly not sorry for it, and there isn’t a damn thing that anyone can do to stop me from doing what I want and saying what I want. If that bothers you, then that’s too freakin’ bad. If you have a problem with me, then try to say so without looking like an ignorant bully and embarrassing yourself by flinging pathetic insults that barely even make any sense.

Oh, and one more thing. Saying that your 10 year old brother or whoever else in your family can draw better than me is not an insult, so quit it. That doesn’t bother me, and if it’s true, then honestly I’m happy for them. God knows that these people already have it hard enough as it is being related to a dribbling troll, they don’t need any added pressure.

And to those who have taken the time to tell me how much the like my webpage, thank you very much. I really do appreciate it, and I promise to continue to fill this page with cool content, no matter what any of the loudmouth ignorant jackasses in the audience have to say about it. Believe that.