IT'S QUIET. TOO QUIET.

Post-Apocalyptic City by the incomparable Dennis Chan

Is it just me or have things been eerily quiet on the blogosphere? I get on and I feel like I'm walking through an abandoned post-apocalyptic city and there's no one around but me and a few lurkers who duck for cover as soon as they see me. It's just me on my own out here. No birds. Not even crickets. Not even a faithful German Shepherd for company.

Heloooooooo? Anyyybodyyyy?

Is it just me? Am I the forgotten man? Mu numbers are down and dropping steadily. Has everyone moved to Reddit?

Or maybe that's just the way it goes. I've hit my peak at this here blog and it's all downhill from here. Which is unfortunate because I'm starting to do some of the best work I've ever done.

Oh well. Nothing to do but carry on. Do what I do. Watch out for mutants. Keep looking for signs of life.

Let me know you're out there... if you're there.

I've been here and there. I've drawn a lot of pictures. I've written a bit, too. I'm not good at this self-promotion thing. Look, you want to know about me? just visit these websites. Okay?
www.mdjacksonart.weebly.com
http://mdjackson.deviantart.com
http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpose/mdjacksons%5Fportfolio

THE TRAGIC DEARTH OF MD JACKSON

You may have read that wrong.

I mean dearth, as in: Lack of. There has been a distinct lack of MD Jackson's images -- a notable absence of pictures of semi-naked women holding sharp objects -- in this place, as opposed to images OF MD Jackson, just like the one above.

Did I trick you? Did I make you come here under false pretenses? Perhaps.

It's ironic that the busier I am the lazier I look at this blog. Truth is, I feel lazy. I feel tired and listless and unproductive. I have been working hard on a big commission since December as well as dealing with life, people, work, failed brakes and a million other things.

I have a couple of really good pictures that I want to post but they are tied up with projects that aren't ready to go yet, so I can't post them. I haven't had the chance to even do little doodles. if I had I would be posting them here -- little scribbles that mean nothing to anyone but me.

I have been blogging over at AMAZING STORIES which has been really fun and I'm really proud of that, but I miss being here.

A while back I lamented about the lack of time in a day and how eight perfectly good hours were wasted by sleeping. I've nocked that down to about five but it doesn't help much.

That eight hour chunk in the middle of the day when I am at, what they laughably call "work" -- now that could go, quite easily. They keep insisting on giving me money for it, however (the fiends!) which I just can't say no to. A big pile of cash could solve that quite easily, but they just don't leave those lying around. Or maybe they do and I'm always late getting there. I don't know.

(On that note: Buy my book!)

What is the point of this rambling post? It's like getting an incoherent phone call from a drunk relative late at night.

I'm not sure if I have a point. I turned 48 last month which I usually wouldn't bother me but lately I've been wishing I was younger and better looking. Well I can't get any younger but diet and exercise seem to help, which is nice. And there's always surgery if I ever get to one of those big piles of cash before anyone else does.

Another thing I wanted to rant about (this really is sounding like a drunken late night phone call, isn't it?) what's with the 69 followers? I've been stuck at 69 forever, it feels like. Don't get me wrong: I like the number sixty-nine just fine (I like the position even better) but that's a small number of followers when you compare it to other bloggers, like my buddy Cal who has 552 (I just checked).

Mind you, Cal is a blogging powerhouse. But even other bloggers like my lovely Ginger Ingenue has 170 and she disappears for months at a time, sometimes only leaving only one blog post.

You know what? Maybe I shouldn't complain. I'm really thankful that anyone shows up here at all and i'm really grateful for the 69 people who do follow me. You guys are great and I'm glad you are here with me.

Well, I think it's time to end this drunken phone call. I'll talk to you again once I've sobered up (I'm speaking metaphorically, of course. I'm not really drunk. Not at twenty after six in the morning!). When I come back maybe I'll show you some more pictures of semi-naked women holding sharp objects.

Take care of yourselves.


I've been here and there. I've drawn a lot of pictures. I've written a bit, too. I'm not good at this self-promotion thing. Look, you want to know about me? just visit these websites. Okay?
www.mdjacksonart.weebly.com
http://mdjackson.deviantart.com
http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpose/mdjacksons%5Fportfolio