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Today is the seventh anniversary of the day I uploaded the first episode of "Retarded Animal Babies" here on Newgrounds, which has been seen 3.5 million times. HOORAY! This, coupled with the fact that I still get asked every single day (no, really) about when a new episode is coming out, has spurned me this fine Tuesday morning to post not only a long-overdue RAB news update, but to mention where things are headed for me artistically otherwise, and to relate a small bit of interesting news about a corporate project in which you can see the RAB characters in all their poorly-rendered splendor.
YES INDEED, I do want to make RAB22. It exists in my head ("WTF ITS NOT EVEN STORYBOARDED YET YOU COCK PUNCHER") and there are a lot of fun reasons to make it. First of all, I have a great idea for it mapped out & ready to script. I still love writing for & drawing these characters when & if my freelance art career allows the pseudo-annual, comically colonic release of RAB. And I owe it to the fans, as much as I owed them the other 20 sequels (I guess).
1) I'm a lazy sack. That's not news at all.
2) There are now just about as many detractors as there are supporters. Some of them want to see something different, some of them just want me to die. I can accept either of these reasons.
3) After eight years and 21 episodes (not including a couple of somewhat lame contest entries), this dead horse is beaten to a bloody pulp. And the poor thing wasn't even a horse at all, it was a one-trick pony.
4) My hands hurt, Mama. Fetch me some hot tea and a lukewarm muffin stump.
5) I suck at art, and would rather play keytar in a Pagan's Mind tribute band.
So it's a draw (no pun intended). Lots of reasons for RAB21, lots of reasons against it (along with, perhaps, my "mortal retirement").
What about a different project? Well, I recently tried a Hamster-themed webcomic for a little while; got kinda tired of it. I did non-RAB related daily comics for a bit before that, got tired of it. Drew out a few ideas for some flicks here and there, tossed 'em in the trash before they even had a script. See the pattern?
I get bored really easily, which by itself should explain how tough going back to my trusty eight-year-old well might be for me. If I'm ever going to take my art career (and/or hobby) seriously, maybe I need to find an outlet that has some non-puppy-ballsack meaning. Or guess what... maybe I could just choose not to give a crap about "meaning," and simply flatulate my way through life with big titty chicks and dick jokes. Sounds like fun too, doesn't it? Especially for a lazy sack, shouldering daily death threats?
P.S. Oh yeah, the corporate RAB thing. Almost done with it. Not sure if I'll upload it on Newgrounds, so keep regular tabs over at my art site (umop.com) this week. It's for a crazy-cool German music company called "Sidsonic," for a product called "TUBES." It's a virtual instrument based heavily on various Metasonix tube-based boutique audio products. Since I've done a lot of RAB art for Metasonix in the past, the viral video tie-in seems like something that just had to happen. It's pretty funny so far, so stay tuned.
P.P.S. Thanks for watching RAB!