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[thehefner]

kali921 recently told me that she firmly believed I had the "Hefner" mack in me somewhere, the playboy, that ladies man of not just Hef himself, but of my father. She believes that I absolutely have it in me, but it's just dormant right now, someday to be unleashed.

The thing is, I just know exactly what's gonna happen. I do.

I'll have some unbelievably sexy lass in my room-- the lights off, candles lit, Al Green on the stereo, fresh cocktails made for each of us-- and this girl will be classy, too, classier than any centerfold, but fiery, and she'll be curled on my bed, ready, willing, and wearing nothing but a smile... that's when I'll look her right in the eyes with a sly, lustful wink, and whisper, "Hey baby... after this, you wanna watch RAVENOUS?

"... What? What's wrong? I said 'after'!"

Because you see, even though I don't exactly want to be like Hugh or Dad, I still may truly earn the family name some day. Misty has said that I'm the most romantic person she's ever known. Tammy has said that what I did at Birthday Ball was still the most sweeping gesture she's ever been given. So yes, I may well have the Hefner in me after all.

But at the end of the day, I think the Heffie will far outweigh the Hefner.

So whaddya say, hot stuff? Howzabout we get into THE NINTH CONFIGURATION, if you know what I mean.

Comments

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Y'know, I don't see anything wrong with it either. Still, it can kinda be bothersome on lonesome nights, or depressing situations where you really do just want someone to hold.

And yeah, that actually sounds like a pretty accurate way to sum it up. Me like!

[little-dinosaur.livejournal.com]

Oh, I hear you on that. Except don't tell anybody or you'll ruin my reputation.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Good thing you're pen pals with a strange Yank who may or may not be fifteen ducks in a trenchcoat.

/sorry, Bloo, when it works, it works. (assuming she'll even read this far down)

You can confide all manner of wacky things in me, and all you'll have to worry about is me putting you in a book! Don't worry, I'll change your name to Bamara Bleibner.

[little-dinosaur.livejournal.com]

Definitely a good thing. But wait, may not be?

That's good, and I do, and I do not worry about it. But you are so not allowed to change my name if you should feel the need to novelize me. Unless it's to "Batman".

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Hey Batman, has my thing not yet gotten to you? I sent it off last Tuesday, but I have no idea how long it takes to send something to Mon-tree-awwll.

[little-dinosaur.livejournal.com]

Just got it when I got back from work today! So wonderful. I am very impressed. It did not have a salamander sticker, so I guess that not all real mail has to have them. Seriously, the cartoon is so great. SO great. They're all expressive and action-packed! I put it in a frame, even, to protect it from my disorderly ways. Now they're hanging out next to Nick Fury and totally destroying his superspy mystique.
This totally raises the bar. My next trick will have to be quite something. I'll check out the music later tonight, but for now I'm still giggling at Bub.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Were the words legible enough?

I'm working to ink a copy I made of it to post in LJ eventually. My inking skills leave a lot to be desired. As you can tell, I'm a frustrated cartoonist, but I'm pretty happy with how that turned out. I'm so, So glad you dug it.

Destroying the superspy mystique?? Johnny Go is all tuxes, martinis, and cool, baby! Also, Bub's in the military! It works!

I'm also happy with the Bub expressions on the bottom, and I think you liked them too. That said, I have to wonder what the heck Bub can, y'know, *do* in the stories. Johnny's the far more active one, while Bub just kinda watches in dog-like puzzlement and occasionally bursts into zombie rage and shoots somebody.

Actually, my friend fiveseconddelay (Alan from Alan and Rachel's wedding in THE HEFNER MONOLOGUES) summed up Bub's relationship to Johnny perfectly: "He's his enabler."

Also, if you want the playlist for the three CDs, I'll have to dig up the LJ entry I did a couple weeks back.

[little-dinosaur.livejournal.com]

They were maybe a little cramped to be the official version, but I didn't have a problem reading it.

Yeah, I didn't know about this cartooning thing, but it's obvious from looking at them. You really do get everywhere.

The problem is that they keep tiptoeing around, humming the theme from "Mission: Impossible". Nick Fury doesn't appreciate that. Plus, Bub does a very unflattering impression of him.

I think Bub's what makes the stories work. Bub is Johnny's audience, and since Johnny's style of talking is audience-banter, which is very clear on providing both sides of the conversation yourself, he works perfectly. Plus, Bub occasionally throws him off, which is even better. The fact that his face is so expressive means he doesn't even need to talk. He's the perfect sidekick: a cross between the straight man and a thinking-brain dog (if you haven't read any Discworld, that will be a less colourful simile).
Ha. That's spot-on.

Already did!

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Cramped, eh? Hmm, mayhaps I should think about just typing the lettering in when I scan it later today or tomorrow, fully-inked (with a bic pen, lest you think I'm being fancy).

Yeah, I didn't know about this cartooning thing, but it's obvious from looking at them. You really do get everywhere.

I just never had the patience to learn perspective, consistent form, or, well, anything other than facial expressions and sometimes body language. It's the ham actor in me, I guess. Art proved too frustrating to be worth the trouble.

But now what you're saying only confirms my fears that Bub and Johnny just HAVE to be a comic, or some other visual medium. Prose just ain't gonna sell Bub himself. In pure text, he'll be invisible, especially next to Johnny. Shit shit shit.

As for your assessment of Bub and Johnny's dynamic: great! OK, then it works. I don't have to worry so much about that, then.

Now that visual of Bub and Johnny harassing Nick Fury amuses me endlessly. They really are such characters that apply to most any visual. "Bub and Johnny in BRIDGES OF MADISON COUNTY! Go!" or Bub and Johnny in WAITING FOR GODOT:

"Hey guys, it's me! Godot! How's it hangin'?"

"...!"

"Nah, I'm just screwin' with ya. Hm, nice digs. There a mini-bar around here?"