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Comic 5

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Comic 4

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Moving On Up

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Where the birds and the bees become the birdbees

Where to begin? Obviously not at the beginning, since the first blogpost for this comic is attached to the second strip, not the first. So let me start slightly after the beginning: Sean presented me with three comic strip ideas, with HOU (That’s what the cool kids call Hollow Oak University) being one of them. What were the other two? Not going to tell, because they might still see the light of day at some point in the future. Gotta save some ideas for the major motion picture, you know?

They say write what you know, and while Sean and I aren’t quite the mad scientists Berkeley (introduced in this strip) and Chester (introduced in the first strip) are, we do know the trials and tribulations of doing research in a University setting. Berkeley and Chester aren’t grad students, per se, they are more like staff, those who work on research, but aren’t professors, but aren’t there to take classes. Hence, they have a lot of free time to create and destroy.

What does the future hold for these characters? Who knows? I hope to have a year’s worth of work, which is going to be hard, because I have a tendency to abandon long-term creative pursuits after a few weeks (see my Lost blogs, both “Lost for a 100 Days,” my solo blog, and “Lost: Science vs. Faith,” which, lo and behold, was a colaborative effort with Sean. Both have not been updated in ages). But I am really excited about HOU and how could I not be? Look at the artwork, that is all Sean. I write the lame punchlines and he makes them at least look pretty.

So, please enjoy Hollow Oak University. On the update side, for now, I plan to upload one new comic every week, on Mondays. As we build up our warehouse of comics, updates will come more frequently. Also note that if you are having trouble reading the comic, you can click on it to enlarge it. If you are still having trouble, let me know and I will see if I can format the size on WordPress by hand.

See you next week!

-Beermany,

We've Got Chemistry

Man of Science, Man of Faith

New blog about "Lost".

Man of Science, Man of Faith

Already Dead

New week new song.

Already Dead

VERSES (D E7 G A7)X2 (D F# Bm Bm/A E) (D E7 G D)

Where are we going

And, how will I know

If I told you I love you

Would there still be a show

Could live with me then

Can you live with me now

Cause when you're trying to kill me

Baby, I just don't know

We went out breakfast

You poisoned my pancakes

The arsenic didn't kill me

Just enough to give me a headache

Does it mean you love me?

Or that you can't convert grams into ounces

If you wanted to kill me, baby

I'd already be dead

You got some candle stick holders

Which, you used to beat me about

But, I was wearing a heavy coat

And, baby, you never workout

You only fractured my ribs

But, my heart broke with every blow

If you wanted to kill me, baby

I'd already be dead

You hired a hit man

But, didn't pay for a pro

You put an add up on Craigslist

And, hired any old schmo

What'd think it would come to?

It was 12 year old girl with a pen knife

If you wanted to kill me, baby

I'd already be dead

CHORUS (A A7 D D7 )X2 (G F#/C# Adim7 Bm)X2 (D E7 G D)

I can tell you that you love me

When you forget I keep blanks in the gun

Putting drugs in the Coffee

When you know damn well I drink none

Your sending mixed signals, I need to find out why

Your plans end in shambles, it's like you don't even try

Cause when you're trying to kill me

Baby, I just don't know

BRIDGE C G AmX2

I'd give up on the blow torch

your only singeing your hair

You're just lashing out here

I know deep down you care

This shed is three quaters metal

It's not that likely to burn

Why don't go back inside

And, think about what we've learned

The Beer-Man: Part 2

This is what it should sound like. "The Beer-Man"

And, here's the second half of the lyrics. Same chords as the first half.

Doctor Synapse

Is his foe

He's master of the under handed deed

Doctor Synapse

Doles out woe

Based on his standard issue anti-moral creed

He can move

Things with his mind

Like the giant rubber band ball; his M.O.

When you're criminally insane that's how role

He can bend

People's thoughts

But, don't blame him for your parking ticket fine

He doesn't care about petty little crime

Well his cool demeanor will crack

When the Beer-man's on his track

Cause, that hero doesn't slack

In the darkness, in the moonlight, he does fight

All those standing on the wrong side of what's right

The Beer-Man

New week new song. I might try making a dinky recording of it this weekend.

________Bm

He's the Beer-Man

________E

Keeps us safe

_____G____________F#____________ Bm

In the darkness, in the moonlight, he does fight

_______Bm

He's the Beer-Man

_______E

Fear his wrath

_______G__________ F#_ _____________Bm

If you're standing on the wrong side of what's right

_______A

He can make

_______Bm

You feel drunk

_______G____ ______F#______Bm

It sounds stupid, but it's useful in a brawl

________G_________________F#_______Bm

It's hard to fight back when you're trying not to fall

______A

He can take

_________Bm

A thousand punches

________G____________F#_Bm

And come begging you for 57 more...

______G_____F#__________Bm

Maybe 20 after that he's feeling sore

_______D_______A_____Bm

Well, he knows the name's unfair

___________D_______A_________Bm

And, when he wears the tights people stare

______D________A____Bm

But, the Beer-man doesn't care

_____G____________F#____________ Bm

In the darkness, in the moonlight, he does fight

________G__________ F#_ _____________Bm

All those standing on the wrong side of what's right

Baby, You're Perfect

I wrote a blues song. It's 16-bar blues in G, each line is two bars. The last word should come on the down beat usually. When this is not the case I've made the word that should land on the down beat in bold. I don't know why I seem to naturally write lyrics as lead ins, but there you go.

VERSE I

Baby, you're perfect

You got that perfect voice

When you tell me you love me

When you're telling me lies that I believe

When you leading me on

When you're treating me wrong

Baby, you're perfect

---

Baby, your perfect

You got that perfect smile

When you're twirl your hair at me

And you know that I've lost the fight already

When you're getting your way

When you lead me a astray

Baby, you're perfect

Baby, you're perfect

CHORUS

Well you're perfect when you wake up, baby

I can't function when I know that your gone,

You always know just how to play me

That's why I've written this message in song

Let me tell you again, so know that it's true

Let it really sink in, cause whatever you do

Baby, you're perfect

VERSE II

Baby, you're perfect

You got those perfect legs

When you wrap 'em around me

When you're walking away from me again

When you're kicking me down

When you run me around

Baby, you're perfect

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Baby, you're perfect

You got that perfect smell

When you're pressed up against me

When you're only a lingering scent on my pillow

When you've broken my heart

When you know you've been caught

Baby, you're perfect

Baby, you're perfect

CHORUS

VERSE III

Baby, you're perfect

You got those perfect eyes

When you look in my soul

That twinkle in your eye is so deceitful

When you're pulling heart strings

When you're leaving me weeping

Baby, your perfect

---

Baby, you're perfect

You got those perfect lips

When you're kissing me gently

When you're kissing others hard and heavy

When you think I don't know

When you get up and go

Baby, you're perfect

Baby, you're perfect

CHORUS