Friday, December 30, 2005

The Friday DrinkPod Download

I'm Sorry by Lonesome Jack

Stockholm by I Am Jack

Blue Bird by The Rosebuds

Mariposa by Luigi

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Monday, December 26, 2005

Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence...Uh, I Mean, Marcello


Our gift from my brother Marcello--a Speed Racer (Mach Go Go Go) Japanese slot machine.

Hear the Speed Racer theme song in both Japanese and English (Music made possible by Nikkei View).

Friday, December 23, 2005

The Friday DrinkPod Download
(Holiday in Birmingham Edition)

In honor of our upcoming trip down south we present this week's DrinkPod, featuring all Birmingham, AL-based artists. We hope to catch more than one of these kick ass bands while we're down there.

Down to the Boathouse by The Lolas

Bored (Something to Do) by The Maisleys

Pakosukasa (Ensalada de Polabres) by The Avery Ellis Exhibit(s)

Unfortunately, this one isn't a download, but it was too good to pass up.
P.E. Forever by Nowhere Squares

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Thursday, December 22, 2005

Happy Holidays from Drink at Work.com!

Carol and Boris


Ces and the less-photographed Natasha


To all our readers but especially you:

Peace, love, hope, joy and the list goes on...

Carol & Ces

So This Is Christmas and What Have You Gotten for Yourself?

By now you're either finished with holiday shopping, done with the very idea of holiday shopping or loading up on Mentos, beef jerky, windshield wiper fluid and whatever last-minute gifts you can pick up at gas staions between your home and your holiday destination. But there's probably one person you forgot to put on your shopping list. One person who really, truly deserves to get something nice this season. I'm talking about you, my friend. You. So with that in mind we present the official Drink at Work.com Comic Anthology Buying Guide, in the hopes that once the madness is over, you'll find some time to pick yourself up one of the following treasures...uh, treasuries...you get the idea:


Given the enormity of its price, The Complete Calvin and Hobbes is less a nice, little purchase for oneself and more like something in lieu of setting up your own hedge fund. But few cartoonists deserve such a deluxe treatment (Gary Larson's The Complete Far Side being a notable exception), and few modern comic strips merit being preserved like exquisite lithographs. From Calvin first capturing Hobbes with a tuna-sandwich trap to the site of the tiger 'n tyke walking across a snowy plain and off into our collective memory, this collection is ideal for adults, for children and--given its sheer size--for propping up askew buildings.


Two of the best Christmas gifts I ever received--aside from the Atari VCS--were the original Peanuts Treasury and Peanuts Classics. In fact, I use those very books to this day as reference material when drawing Peanuts parodies for Medium Large. Furthermore, I am at this very moment looking at the inscription from the end sheet of one of those books, which reads "To Francesco, from Mommy and Daddy, Christmas 1977" (an inscription that smacks of more formality than one would deem necessary for the occasion or even typical of my parents). Now children--by which I mean anyone between the age of zero and death--can experience that same joy with The Complete Peanuts Collections 1950-1954 and 1955-1958 boxed sets. These collections are not only for people who love cartooning but also for those who long to be cartoonists, my tragic career being a prime example. For you see, along with my dad, Charles M. Schulz was the very reason I became interested, then obsessed and then professionally crippled by comic strips in the first place. Had it not been for his illness, I could have actually, finally met the man-god at the official Birthday bash for Mort Walker back in 1999, but alas his illness prevented him from attending (and people, believe me, you have never truly partied until you tried to erase the memory of a Mort Walker birthday bash by escaping the gathering and immediately getting shit-faced at a nearby bar). Memories aside, I implore you to do yourself a big favor, buy these collections, start with page one, book one and marvel as Charlie Brown evolves from a rather puckish tot to his more recognizably doleful self, Lucy goes from being a baby to a brat to another b-word and Pigpen somehow never becomes a ward of the state.


It appears that long before Dennis became best known for spouting such soporific aphorisms as "Eat candy in moderation" and "Dirt plus water equals mud" he was what child psychiatrists would have called pre-T. Berry Brazelton days "a real psychotic, little prick." Such is the bracing news ones learns from Hank Ketchum's Complete Dennis the Menace 1951-1952. Within these very pages you'll discover a child who is just a lit match away from commiting major arson, you'll see childish acts that would nowdays require immediate police intervention, and you'll understand why Hank Ketchum and his real-life son Dennis were never again on speaking terms following the immense popularity of this strip.


David Malki! signs his name with an exclamation point and well he should, for his remarkable webcomic Wondermark must be praised at the top of one's lungs. And equally thunderous admiration should be heaped upon The Annotated Wondermark, an anthology that proudly proclaims it is "Now 96% opium-free." Inside you'll find never-before-seen comics, a "making of feature" (including the arduous task of dialogue-balloon construction and maintenance) and a detailed reading how-to for those unfamilair with the printed page. In the end, the best way to describe this jubilant work is the very way we've described it before--"Wondermark is a gloriously demented comic that finally puts to rest the age-old question, 'What if the illustrations from a Victorian-era Sears & Roebuck catalogue starred in a Sid and Marty Kroft Saturday morning television series?'" We think that pretty much captures the comic's spirit and apparently so does Mr. Malki!, since that very quote is now featured on the back of his anthology (along with a price tag of "$349.95/$429.95 CAN," thankfully amended with a sales price burst reading, "Now only $10!")

Happy personal shopping!

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Hardhat Area

Hang on kids, shit's gonna be whack around here for a while. I decided to go ahead and upload the new nav bar since troubleshooting that thing is going to be a bitch. It will also be a little while before all the pages on the site are updated with the new header/navigation.

The good news is, even though a lot of those links up top go to construction pages at the moment, all that stuff is going to happen. Podcasts. Yes. Forum. Yes. Media Kit. You know it. So be patient with us and we will rock your ass soon enough.

And finally, what the hell is that thing up top? No, it couldn't be. Say it ain't so. It's not a goddamn ad! Yes. Yes it is. Drink at Work is selling out and frankly, we're shocked you ever expected any more of us.

Peace, ladies.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

The Holiday Eye Opener


The Drink at Work.com Guide to Celebrating the Holidays with Your Family (Featuring Marcello and the Marciuliano Family Players)

Overheard at the Justice League Holiday Party


"Jeez, Aquaman, that's like your fifth appletini."

"I can fly. I can see through almost anything. I'm practicaly immortal! So don't tell me there are no more freakin' crab puffs!"

"Was it a smart idea to invite spouses and children? Y'know, considering the whole 'secret identity' thing?"

"I don't care if we are a non-profit organization. You don't have a cash omelet bar!"

"How the hell could we have called this a 'Christmas party'? This one worships the Greek gods, that one looks to the native spirits, that guy isn't even from Earth and Robin won't shut the fuck up about the Kabbalah!"

"Nine sugar cookies! I ate nine sugar cookies before you told me Gleek baked them!"

"High metabolism or not, The Flash is not having a 14th brisket."

"Tell Green Arrow and the other second-tiers to be quicker with the appetizers."

"We stick together, okay? We support one another. We're friends, got it? We're Superfriends! Now help me hide the body before the authorities arrive."

"We ran out of ice. Inform Zan it's time to make the ultimate sacrifice."

Monday, December 19, 2005

Children's Responses To Receiving a Misfit Toy for Christmas


"Tommy in class was right. My family is poor."

"Why does this dolly seem so sad? She looks perfectly...Oh God...OH GOD! WHY WON'T IT STOP BLEEDING?!?..."

"It shoots Jelly?!? If I wanted a gun that left a permanent stain I would have gotten my dad's pistol out of the closet."

"I don't remember asking for a fabulous cowboy."

"Who knew changing the name of a Charlie-in-the-box to Jack would cost $18,000 in legal fees?"

"The boat won't float, the train won't work on my track and the plane won't stop lighting fires."

"I don't know what's worse--the stuffed elephant with smallpox or the teddy bear with typhoid."

"Shove it back in the box and punch a few airholes. We are so regifting this bird."

"You know what wouldn't bitch in verse about being handicapped? A video game system!"

"Apparently Santa thinks we're not Christian enough."


To find out everything you ever wanted to know about the making of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer click here.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

The Drink at Work.com Performance Questionnaire

As we near the end of our ninth business quarter (thereby proving the so-called professional pundits wrong by a good 24 months) we decided it was time to take stock of both our content and our service to you, (insert name here).

With that in mind, we introduce our very first Drink at Work.com Performance Questionnaire. Your reply will not only help shape the future of this website but perhaps the very future of business itself (depending on whether or not you actually hail from the future and have come to warn us about market fluctuations rather than, say, nuclear armageddon or the opening weekend box office take for Superman Returns). And to enhance the possibility of your participation, we’ve narrowed down the poll to a single question that smacks both of our crippling insecurity and our willingness to kowtow to even the slightest public pressure. Please take your time answering and remember, website operators have feelings, too.

What Do You Like Most about Drink at Work.com?
A. The soothing white background
B. The striking black typeface
C. The handy scroll bar
D. The occasional Google Ad for "Free Embryo Images Info" or "Rent a Fetal Doppler"
E. The scathing six-part special investigation report on Tories in the European Parliment
F. The humorous ineptitude of the whole operation
G. The humorous naivete of the staff’s belief in the site’s eventual success
H. The humorous absence of any real humor

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

A Quick Moment with Carol



Just got this Christmas card in the mail...from my parents.

xoxo,
Carol

This Week's Eye Opener

The Wit and Wisdom of Magnifying Glassman, Retired Superhero
Francesco Marciuliano

    “If you think Wonder Woman was the only broad in the Superfriends you really don’t know those guys.”
Full Article

Bonus: The Twelve Corporate Labors of Hercules

Go from retiring to striking this holiday season by giving and wearing limited-edition Frank Marciuliano Retro 70's T-shirts!

Friday, December 09, 2005

Craig Baldo = Comedy + Awesome

If you're trying to come up with the perfect gift for that no-longer-special someone, take a page from the book of Baldo:
How to Make a Mix CD for Your Least Favorite Ex-Girlfriend

Craig's Site

The Friday DrinkPod Download

Stands and Stares by Moto & Mouse

Good Help is Harder to Find by The Pearls

Ballad of Sleepy Hollow by Cara del Gato

Wicked Conversation by Easterly

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Thursday, December 08, 2005

Disparate Thoughts

My favorite episode of Quantum Leap is the first part of a multi-episode story arc called, "The Leap Home." In it, Sam leaps into himself as a teenager. He's in high school, the star of the basketball team and his parents are still alive. Most importantly, his older brother has yet to leave for Vietnam, where he will be killed. It's an emotional episode where Sam struggles, despite his actual mission of winning the big game, to find a way to change history so that his brother lives. Sam attempts to convince his brother that he knows what will happen to him in the future and that he should heed his warnings. Of course, everyone thinks he's crazy and a little burnt out with the pressures of high school. His little sister entertains his flights of fancy, however, and in one scene asks him to tell her what's going to happen with her favorite band, The Beatles, particularly her most favorite Beatle of all, John. Sam looks at her sadly for a moment and stutters as he tries to find a non-heartbreaking way to answer. He then says, "John is going to go on to write my favorite song." He then begins to play "Imagine" for her on the guitar. His sister listens happily for a moment, but her expression shortly changes and she starts to cry. Sam stops playing and asks her what's wrong. The thing is, she knows the Beatles well. They're her favorite band. But she doesn't know that song. Which means, of course, that Sam is telling the truth and their brother will, in fact, be killed.

My friend Mindy got me into The Beatles when I was 15. Mindy was a year ahead of me in school and was the daughter of a Baptist minister. She wore Treetorns, studied drama and listened to good music, not the crap on the radio. She had just moved to Tarrant from Mobile when we met. I was still in middle school and played a baby spider to her Charlotte in Tarrant High School's production of Charlotte's Web. During the production, I developed a crush on Chris Bryant who played Templeton and looked like Eddie Money. When I started high school the next year, Mindy took me under her wing. We listened to music and she helped me decide between dating Chris or Alan Patillo. Alan had a Mustang, played guitar, loved the Beatles and could draw them realistically. Chris had fathered Heather Moore's baby and was failing out of school, but he bought me a crystal figurine and wrote romantic notes. Mindy understood that this was a difficult choice, even if no one else did.

When I was in college I hung a photo on the door to my room of John and Yoko kissing. I defended their relationship when the guys I flipped burgers with at Cheeburger Cheeburger made fun of them. Three years ago, I called my brother from the bathroom of Scruffy Duffy's pub and asked if it was justifiable to punch someone in the face for saying they hated John Lennon. He gave me good council: "Yes, but don't."

John Lennon is the same age as my dad. The Beatles, 1962-1966 was the only tape of mine he ever let me play in his car. He retired this year. John is still dead. Mindy and I are still friends despite everything. My heart is still full and empty all at once.

The Drink at Work.com Editorial on the So-Called "War on Christmas"

Hey, remember the classic Rankin-Bass cartoon where a cabal of religious fanatics, shifty politicians, progressive zealots and slimy lawyers almost ruined Christmas by using it as fuel for an idealogical war? No? That's because nobody fucking made that special, and frankly, I don't feel like living it now.

Look, I used to believe in Santa Claus AND Jesus. If I don't anymore, so what? You know what's common between all of the holidays that are celebrated around this time? Ideas like good will, hope, giving, humor, love, fellowship, family, joy and honesty. All the stuff we're supposed to pay attention to all year round, but forget until it gets cold as balls outside and you realize you can buy a DVD player for a dollar. Does it really fucking matter if I say "Merry Christmas" to a Muslim graphic designer or "Season's Greetings" to a Baptist hunter? Do you really think I'm saying, "Hey, go fuck yourself, this holiday belongs to my people." Maybe, just maybe, I'm trying to be nice for one goddamn minute and maybe you should take the fucking compliment. Do we need Dennis Hastert making sure everyone calls the tree at the White House by it's Christian name? Is that what we're paying him for? Do we really think that Judge Alito will be a great Supreme Court Justice because he wants to "save Christmas"? From what? Santa? According to The Year without a Santa Claus and Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer Kringle's the only one I remember trying to shut down the holiday. And even if I'm a member of the ACLU and an atheist, do I still need progressives working overtime to get nativities out of my view?

For the love of Tom Skerritt, please stop! All of you. Drop your case, burn your speeches and dig that coat you never wear out of your closet and give it to someone who needs it. Call your mother and tell her what kind of dessert you're bringing to the family dinner. Go outside simply because it's cold and watch your breath. Talk to someone you would normally ignore just because you feel giddy. Watch cartoons with your kids and tell them about how you used to watch the same ones with your older brother before you stopped talking to each other...and then go call him. Go to the holiday celebration of a friend from a different faith. Do something that you can look back on and feel good about.

December is such a bizarre mish-mesh of religious ceremonies, pagan rituals and seasonal necessities anyway, is there any reason to get into such a snit over other people not celebrating it like you, or celebrating it too much or not celebrating it at all? I don't like the commercialism of this season either, but I don't like American overconsumption year-round so I'm not going to pin it on any one holiday. And Christians, I'm sorry, but you don't own Christmas anymore, even if you did name it after your boy. It's freeware now, so get over it.

So come this Christmas I'll be eating razzle-berry dressing, playing with my nieces, watching stop-motion characters overcome holiday hurdles and drinking with my husband, my brothers and good friends. I may even pause a moment to think, "You know, fuck it, that Jesus story is a good one with a good message. Still, I wish it would be cool for me to have a bris for my kid one day. That's a nice ceremony aside from the actual circumcision part of it."

Of course, all of this leads me to giggle, just a little, over the holiday cards I designed for the hunting and fishing magazine that employs me. Inside they read, "Season's Greetings." Ha! Bring it on, Bubba!

Happy freakin' holidays, you bastards.

The Drink at Work.com Office Holiday Party Survival Guide

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

A Quick Moment with Carol

One day I would like it to be said of me, "She's got her hands in a lot of pies."

xoxo,
Carol

The Drink at Work.com Kid's Holiday Fun Pack

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Frank Marciuliano T-Shirts: Available for a Limited Time!


http://www.cafepress.com/fmarciuliano

More revealing than a mood ring, more fun than an Atari joystick, Frank Marciuliano's award-winning, iconic 1970's T-shirts are back, just in time to add a couple a couple more "X's"" to your Xmas shopping list!

Created from the original illustrations on American Apparel shirts (no heat transfers), these high-quality T's have a rich history and more than a few famous Me decade customers (for more information, please read Conversations with Dad 7: The Belated Father's Day Post). They are the one and only legal versions of the shirts currently available anywhere.

Whether your friends have been naughty or nice, this makes the ideal gift for people (read: adults) who really know how to celebrate the season! We're only offering them for the holidays, so buy now and get ready to stuff some stockings...with love.

By the way, today is the last day to cash in on Cafe Press' Super Saver Shipping.

Signs the Santa at The Mall Isn’t Real

Can best be described as "argumentative."

Quickly leaves post when store announces towing of 1971 Chevy Vega.

Has discomfiting tendency to say "MILF."

Launches into sudden and virulent diatribe against Belk management.

When asked where's Rudolph, blurts out "Probably plowing my wife."

Repeatedly vacillates between hearty laughter and uncontrollable sobbing.

Refers to elves as "crazy little fuckers."

Red suit sports numerous cigarette burns.

Keeps mumbling about how his former bandmates screwed him over but good.

"Ho Ho Ho" replaced with "Semper fi!"

The Five Steps to a Happy and Mentally Healthy Holiday Family Reunion


1. Poor yourself a nice, tall glass of vodka.

2. Come on now, you can find a taller glass than that.

3. Aww, hell. Just insert a crazy straw in a Ketel One bottle.

4. Find yourself a cozy corner of the sofa, next to sleeping elderly relatives.

5. Spend rest of evening cradling bottle and repeatedly muttering to it in a drunken slur, "Next time it’s just gonna be you and me, baby. I promise."

Monday, December 05, 2005

What's Up With Drink at Work?

We apologize for the slow down in posts lately, as well as for the stagnant state of the reviews and interviews pages. But there's good news. Your friendly bartenders have been hard at work on a major redesign of the site. Not only will we look cooler, but we'll also be faster, stronger, cockier and badder-asser than ever. Plans for new features include a store where you can finally purchase your very own Frank Marciuliano-designed t-shirts (starting with the Original Orgy shirt and Tits shirt) just in time for the holidays, as well as a forum, more extensive event listings, podcasts, and series archives for Conversations with Dad and Comic Strip Writing 101. I also plan to put the reviews and interviews sections on a regular schedule so there will be no more procrastinating on my part. In fact, I have an interview with Aziz Ansari that's been in the can for a few months, so I'll be breaking that out with the redesign.

So be patient with us as we continue to remodel, and keep drinking...it's good for the humors.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Your Weekend Marching Orders: New York, Albany, Montreal

Well, we're off to lovely Montreal to see our friends Lolita Bras play at Cafe Campus on Saturday night. If we have any Montreal area readers, we'd love to see you there. Also, for all you Albany folks, Lolita Bras will be playing tonight at Red Square. There playing with several other fun bands at both shows, so check them out.

And if you're staying in New York this weekend, we recommend you check out Eli of Eli & The Indoor Boys tonight at Sidewalk Cafe. And tomorrow, don't miss another Moonwork. Great line-up this weekend: Andres du Bouchet, The Petersons, Andrea Rosen, Kristine Schaal and Tom Shillue.

Go in peace.

The Friday DrinkPod Download

Diamonds in the Dark by High Dials

Bitter from the Start by Seems So Bright

Black Grease by The Black Angels

Stick a Fork in Me by ManPlus

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