Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Snot nosed germ factory



















Thus starts the sad tale of poor old Pooh Bear of his adventures in Hell or as most people refer to as Disneyland.  I am so old I can remember watching Ronald Reagan as the lead talking head was there at Disneyland on it's opening day July 17, 1955.  http://thisdayindisneyhistory.homestead.com/DisneylandGrandOpening.html
I was 8 going on 9 that summer and was a full fledged-card-carrying member of the the Mickey Mouse Club, Coon Skinned Cap and all.  Sang the silly assed song every time Mickey sang it and knew all the Mouseketeers by sight and name.  Some people call us the Baby Boom Generation but to us who lived it, we were the Mickey Mouse Club generation.  We were the very first kids to be brainwashed by that little box that flashed non-stop black and white visual commands of what we were to demand our parents buy.  The toys the breakfast food and where we our parents were required to take us on vacation...Namely Disneyland.  Keeping in mind at that point there was only one television set in the entire neighborhood and it belonged my best friend Kenny Hill.  Kenny was popular with us other kids not just because he had a TV but his old man actually owned a Toy Store, how cool would it be if you were 8 years old to brag about the fact your old man owned a toy store?
July, 1956, we were living near San Bernardino, California and me and my sister talked the old man to taking us for the day, in his 1950 Plymouth to the Holy Grail of Holy Grails.... Disneyland.  At that time Disneyland was sitting in the middle of miles and miles of orange orchards and the only road to the park was a lone two lane black top back road. Today, a 10 lane major freeway passes right by the front gate of park and it is now in the middle of downtown Anaheim,California.    We rode the rides and ate the food and it was a day that will live on in my memory forever.
Sorry for the sidetrack down memory lane, or as they say "But I digress," so here we regress (?) and get back on the stick.
Several months ago the Pooh Bear was hiding out in Alfred Packer State Park with Zak and the other wild critters and a space ship arrived with George Lucas in the driver's seat.  George talked the Pooh Bear to come back to Lucas Land in California to appear in his next Star Wars movie.  A few months later George sold out to the evil empire, namely Disney!
This adventure finds Pooh Bear in the grips of despair in a dungeon shackled to a ball and chain for his attempt at escaping the clutches of the Disney Corporation.  He is given one last chance to prove he is a good corporate employee, he has to wear the much hated Donald Duck costume and mingle with the guests at Disneyland. But Pooh Bear has a phobia about hugging little kids.  Now we see Pooh Bear has declined the affections of some little 5 year old boy from Greasy Corner, Arkansas.  His parents Cletus and Mary Jo Smith were non too happy and claimed Donald Duck was racist because he refused to hug their little snot nosed angel.
So now not only is the Pooh Bear guilty of attempted escape from the "Happy Happy Happiest place on Earth" but now refuses to be happy and hug the guests of Disneyland.  What type of punishment will make Pooh Bear a good member of society.  What type of torture would Disney deem demented enough to brain wash any person into submission?
The old guy in the back of the room who is waving his hand seems to know the answer.
"The most demonic place in Disneyland is "It's a Small World After All" ride is the perfect torture chamber!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-enAt_Jqft4  And so we leave our little friend Pooh Bear being dragged off to the most demented place on the face of the Earth.  Will he once again escape from the clutches of Disney and rejoin his true friends in the wild...Silly question I suppose but I had to ask it.

Yesterday I got all excited because I was able to finally figure how to use the computer cartoon program I have that would enable me to colorize my cartoons.  But alas it is only good up to 8X10 inches and I the originals of these three panel comic strips are "legal size" paper or 11X14.
Why not just scan the pencil originals in and shrink them down to 8X10 you may be wondering.  I tried that and the end results were that pixels just fell all a part and ended up looking like three little pictures of dots & dashes.
I could change the format of the cartoons to one panel but I figure somewhere out there is a computer program that can handle larger drawings.

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