The Hefner Monologues: Alone at the Emm Gryner Concert

After the extremely encouraging responses for the first attempt at a written Hefner Monologue, MY GRANDFATHER'S LAST WORDS, I decided to bite the bullet and keep going with them. Furthermore, I decided to take the risk and write a more personal one. Someone else's amazing life is one thing, but my own somewhat less glamorous life is something else entirely, and since the majority of the book/play/movie/comic/mime performance of The Hefner Monologues would be about John Hefner, well, one would hope they would at the very least be interesting.

The whole project would be several essays in a particular order, following my growth and understanding as shaped by my friends, family, loves, and losses. The particular one which I present to you today, the second finished rough draft of a Hefner Monologue, would probably appear more toward the end, I'd think. Not the end, as I'm not entirely certain how it would end, but around the general area. As this story begins, I had just had the now-infamous last IM conversation with Misty, and I was not in the best of places, emotionally. It was time to take action, I decided.

Again, this is a rough first draft which I have deemed suitable enough to put up here, though it's still a bit more uneven than I'd really like. Until I can figure out a title I prefer, we shall tentatively call this Hefner Monologue...

( ALONE AT THE EMM GRYNER CONCERT )

Pictures!!! Johnny Go meets Bub/Bill the Butcher goes to Ren Fest with his Ladyfriend

Damn, I need software to resize images. These were too big and resizing them in paint is a somewhat tedious process. I want to post more comic scans here and in the scans_daily community. Don't worry, though, I got these'un smaller so as not to break the dial-up bank, so to speak. Besides, I only got two here.

First, by popular request by two of you, is Bill the Butcher at RenFest 2005. That's Kristen with me, looking vaguely more appropriate there. Hopefully once she gets her pictures developed there will be a couple better ones of me as Bill.

( Bill the Butcher and his Ladyfriend Run Afoul of a Renaissance Festival )

And as for this one... well, sure, I look like I've been at the wheel for 5 hours straight, and let's face it, Johnny Go won't be looking too good himself after driving all day through the post-zombie-apocalypse. Regardless of personal scruffiness... dude. Dude.

DUDE...! Johnny Go. And Bub. For Real. In Person.



OMGSQUEE! That's just... absolutely... fucking... awesome right there, that is.