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Hey, homies! Take a look! Here’s a new video I assisted Dan Meth with.
(New Cartoon!) TEENAGE POLAR BEAR CAM
Decade of Distraction - #20 of 101I animated this lil’ animal fable for College Humor. Starring and written by Streeter and Kevin Corrigan with Jenny Jaffe, Emily Axford, and Patrick Cassels
(Source: danmeth.com)
Sorry for the break! I’ve been out of town.
Here’s a new lamp I made while I was gone.
I’ve updated the lamps page. Take a look!
New cartoon! “Lieutenant Josh - Breakfast”
Another in a continuing series I’ve been doing based on tape recordings I made at the age of 16.
NEW CARTOON: “The Avengers”
Here’s a brand-new one I made for College Humor just in time for the premier of Marvel’s “The Avengers” movie. You won’t believe your ears when you hear the Samuel L. Jackson impersonation…
Starring: Karr Washington, Josh Ruben, Brian Murphy, and Lacy Wittman
Additional animation by Josh Weisbrod.
Take a gander, homies! Here’s something I helped out on for Dan Meth. Watch it!
(Source: danmeth.com)
BOB DYLAN MEETS THE BEATLES
Decade of Distraction - #9 of 101
I think this is fairly self-explanatory.
Sup, homies? Dan Meth put up this video as part of his Decade of Distraction series. I did some of the Yellow Submarine character animations in it! Check it out!
It was August of 2007 when we started working on this. I remember, because the day I came into my Frederator internship to draw the Delmonico Hotel featured in this video, there was a big ol’ tornado in Brooklyn!
I left my apartment that August 8th morning in the usual fashion— that is to say, I walked up to the Clinton-Washington C train stop, fully intending to take it up to the Broadway-Nassau 6 train, which I would then ride uptown to 28th Street. However, when the train reached Manhattan, it shut down completely.
The shuttle bus was my only option for getting uptown— the reason why was unknown to me, as MTA workers can often be secretive about things of this nature. Anyone who has ever taken a shuttle bus in New York due to a track being shut down is familiar with the absolute cluster-fuck that ensues when about a million people (the average number of people who ride one NYC subway train every morning at rush hour) try to squeeze into the undersized shuttle buses provided in these crisis situations (which usually come two at a time, and generally seat about, what, 35 people? 40, tops? A far cry from a million, I can tell you that).
I remember completely avoiding the first shuttle bus. I observed the carnage as people clawed and murdered each other, throwing each other under the tires of oncoming cars, pushing each other out of the way— anything they could do to make it into work on time— and though I understood the way they felt to a degree, I didn’t want to be a part of that.
When the second shuttle bus approached, so surrounded was I by eager travelers, I was caught up in a wave from which I could not break. Slowly but with intensity, the irresistible force in which I was enmeshed flowed steadily towards the shuttle bus’s tiny doors. Impact was eminent. I could not escape!
And then, suddenly, it happened. I was, along with 35 or so other people, wedged inside the entrance to the bus. It was a sweaty, uncomfortable mess. The only motion possible was forward. The only space between us was reserved for the few air molecules hardy enough to provide us minimal life support.
A young man in front of me and one stair up turned backward and glared at me. He said, “Did you just grab my ass, you fuckin’ freak?”
I was more sensitive to this sort of interaction five years ago than I am today. I was shocked. I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to say, “Are you serious? Are you paying any attention at all to your surroundings?” or, alternatively, I could have simply smiled and said, “So?” (or even just a smile by itself would probably do it), just to piss him off. Though I had not grabbed his ass, it might have been fun or at least interesting to incite a small riot.
Really, all I said was, “Uhb, no, no I didn’t.”
Another missed opportunity, I guess, but then, that’s life. Anyway, I rode the bus up to somewhere nearby and ran the rest of the way to Frederator, where I was told that the inclement weather condition that caused this debacle was a tornado. Then I talked to Dan and started working on this cartoon. And here it is once again!
(Source: danmeth.com)
