Hey, all you necrofowliacs! Welcome to the next installment of this “Dead Duck” episode, “AIN’T NO CURE FOR A SUMMERTIME BRUISE!” Here’s your trivia fix:
- Larynx is one of those words that I love to use in my writing, but which I always mispronounce in conversation. Many times my wife has corrected me from uttering the bastardized “LAR-NIX” in pursuit of a quick laugh.
- The cabin porch on this page is drawn from my memories of being a camp counselor at Camp Rotary in Clare, MI. It was a gig I took to impress a girl I liked (which couldn’t have been a worse reason to do it), and even though it was just three weeks, to me it was an eternity of hell. I was only a year older than the kids I was supposed to be counseling (needless to say, they couldn’t have respected me less), I hated the outdoors, and the girl I let talk me into being a counselor with her ignored me the whole time we were there. The upshot was that the experience gave me inspiration for this story, though I never would have imagined that happening as a lamented my fate on a bunkbed in the summer of ’93.
- “Barnyard Douche” is a fake perfume I created as a punch line for one of my “Mother’s Goofs” comic strips. “Goofs” ran from 2001-2004 in the pages of CMLife, Central Michihan University’s school paper. Terms like “Barnyard Douche” were tame compared to most of the phrases I managed to get published during those years.
- Peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwiches were a staple of my childhood. They sound gross, but until you’ve experienced the sweet/salty/tangy amalgam of condiments and bread, don’t knock it until you try it.
- This page showcases my love of unique onomatopoeia. “Paf” and “gluk gluck gluck” have since become popular entries in my lexicon of sound effects.
- Though machinery provides some of my most difficult challenges in illustration, I do love drawing certain devices like toilets and water fountains. Director/cartoonist Terry Gilliam had a similar fascination with them, saying the attraction was machinery that “took things away”. Water fountains in particular take me back to my grade school days, before pop machines were commonplace in schools and when communicable disease was barely an afterthought.
- You’ll notice my affection for bad puns makes a return in this last panel. In several of my comic stories, characters are done in by bad puns. It makes me consider the pain my followers must experience in reading them. Me, I love ‘em. Count on more of ‘em in my future comics, whether you like it or not.
See you on the next page!