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An Artist in Need

2011-06-08T16:12:00.000-07:00

The great artist Rhode Montijo, of Halloween Kid, cloud boy and Pablo's Inferno fame is currently auctioning of a piece of original work on Ebay to benefit the great Toxic Toons artist Eric Pigors who recently suffered a heart attack. I know the auction is ending soon, so if you miss it you can always just go to the Toxictoons website and buy something.

Watch BugGirl online

2011-06-03T10:43:00.000-07:00

I have uploaded a new version of my animated short film "BugGirl". It is a sweet little film and a must see if you have never seen it. If you have only seen it online before this is a 720 by 480 version so it will look a lot better. This was my second film out of school and after eight years it holds up really well.

Enjoy!

Toothnapped in Charleston

2011-05-18T12:19:00.000-07:00

Toothnapped will be the first film in the animation block on Thursday June 19 at 4pm. This is surely to be a wonderful fest. And talk about a great venue, the American theater is a beautiful Art Moderne style film house right downtown beautiful historic Charleston. Tickets can be purchased directly from their site: http://www.charlestoniff.com/at-a-glance.php

Marble Hill - Evil

2011-02-09T20:11:00.001-08:00

Check out the music video we did for Marble Hill. The song is called evil.

Los Angeles International Children's Film Fest

2010-10-27T08:28:00.000-07:00

"Toothnapped" has been selected to play at the Los Angeles International Children's Film Festival. It will be playing on Saturday November 13th at the Martin Luther King Jr. Theater in Santa Monica.

The City Different

2010-10-07T09:36:00.000-07:00

I am loving the love. First there were the Pueblo, then came Coronado and here comes "Toothnapped". Santa Fe Independent Film Festival will be showing my film on Friday the 22nd of October.

Danville

2010-09-29T16:49:00.000-07:00

Danville Children's film fest on Oct 15 and 16 is going to be a fun one. The kid from 'Diary of a wimpy kid' is going to be there and they are also going to have a seminar for kids; "How To Prepare For Your Audition". Oh and they are going to show my film "Toothnapped." This will be my second film of to play at this fest. "The Rockthrower" showed here several years ago. It is a great fest.

Seattle in September

2010-09-03T13:28:00.000-07:00

'Toothnapped' has got its skinny ass into another film fest. It will be playing at the Malestrom International Fantastic Film Festival in Seattle on the weekend of September 17 through19. Which makes me very happy it is a great feeling receiving an email that says your film has been excepted into film fest. This is the third festival for 'Toothnapped'.

Toothnapped's World Premiere

2010-07-23T12:17:00.000-07:00

The Rhode Island International Film Festival, New England’s largest and only Oscar-qualifying film fest, will be the home to the world premiere of 'Toothnapped.' George Dondero's newest film will show in RIIFF's 'Animation Showcase: RIIFFToons' on Thursday the 12th of August.

Behold

2010-07-02T11:15:00.001-07:00

Toothnapped

2010-06-14T20:34:00.001-07:00

Toothnapped is finished and is rolling towards a film festival next to you.

Greta is Growing!

2007-02-05T10:04:00.000-08:00

I am, I mean it this time, starting to animate Greta. I feel I have been saying that for months now. I have been spending a lot of time on building the models and painting them. It has taken longer then I was planning but looking great. I have a to build a couple of more items, which I am going to do today and then I am ready to animate. the main characters are done and have been boned and are ready. All the really hard work, for me, is done. My good friend Sean Rogers, who created the music to my award winning film "the RockThrower", has all ready started the sound track to Greta. So the wheels are moving. Maybe not as fast as I want them to, but them wheels are moving. It's a picken up steam. I can feel it. I hope that you can to. This is most definitely the best thing that I have ever produce. Here is a rough pic of Greta in her room.

Thinking of you!

2006-12-14T19:33:00.000-08:00

I have been busy building all the models for my next film; "Greta and the loose tooth." It all is all looking very good and I hope to start animating with in the next two weeks. I will soon post some images of the sets and models.

The 'Bad Kids' store is back up and running!

2006-07-21T13:05:00.000-07:00

The Moronik Store is back up! So go do all the freaking shopping that needs to be done! Enjoy and once again if there is any product that you have to have with your favorite 'Bad Kid' on it just email me your suggestions and I'll get on it. Thanks again.

Greta and the Loose Tooth!

2006-07-10T08:40:00.000-07:00

It's official. pre-production on the next 'Bad Kids' movies has begun. After way too much time of great personal indecision on which story to tell, one has been picked. 'Greta and the Loose Tooth' is already being brewed in the depths of the Cinorom Studios. The story follows sweet Greta Greenbucket in her attempt to rid herself of a defiant tooth. Character Design will be done by the end of the week and the Disneyphile Jon Guerzon is currently taking a run at the storyboards. The release date for this new 'Bad Kids' tale is scheduled for the 1st of January. I will start moving this Blog into a production journal while we are in production. If you have any question or request please feel free to email me a moron@moronik.com .

Moronism #11

2006-06-02T13:06:00.000-07:00

(Insert lame excuse for taking too long to create a new post here)

Paul liked to beat up on lots of kids.

Then he met Bobby.

Now Paul gets beat up.

Moronism #10

2006-05-08T15:23:00.000-07:00

Fourteen out of fifteen people have lied.

Five out of Fifteen admit it.

Princess Salles

2006-05-03T09:51:00.000-07:00

Friend of this Blog, BenSmash, has created his greatest achievement. On Monday Olivia Chaya Salles was brought into this world. All reports are she is a complete angel and has received her mothers looks. To BenSmash, LisaSmash and OliviaSmash congratulation!

MAGN Expo and Moronism #9

2006-04-28T10:30:00.000-07:00

This weekend we will have a booth at the 'Manga, Art & Graphic Novel Expo for Teens' in Fremont. There will be everything from comics to movies to toys and artist demo. This looks to be a pretty neat kid orientated event. You can register online at: http://www.regerec.com/Activities/ActivitiesDetails.asp?aid=14199

Moronism #9:

Jenny likes to make fun of people who are different.

For some reason she has no friends!

A full version of "The Saint of Liberty; 'Lilly'"

2006-04-24T17:10:00.000-07:00

For about four months I have been writing what started out as a treatment for my next short film, but ended up turning into a short story and now is soo much bigger that I am afraid by the time I am finished it might be a novel. I have been posting these pages on this site as "the Saint of Liberty" here and there for the last several months. Well on Friday I was about to post another page, but didn't. I realized that it would be awkward for someone to read the "Saint of Liberty" if they were new to my website due to the way I have created the posting. So it was with this in mind that I decide to create a web page to make it a lot easier for someone to read the whole story and that is what I have done. I have not posted the whole "Saint of Liberty" that has been created, due to the fact that it is now about 80 pages long, but just one chapter I am calling "Lilly." As further chapters are polished up to where I think they are ok, I will add them to the site.

That said I give you "The Saint of Liberty; Lilly"
http://www.moronik.com/Fiction.htm

Enjoy
George M. Dondero

Moronism #8

2006-04-20T09:33:00.000-07:00

I have been pathetic on posting lately. I will work on being better.

I would like to give a shout out to the Great neB. You Rock!

that said Moronism #8 ...

Timmy loves to play with knives.

Even though he now only has nine fingers!

moronik.com 2006 is up!

2006-04-04T12:40:00.000-07:00

http://www.moronik.com/

OK.... Last night I put up the bones of the new site. You will find a bunch of stuff not there yet the major issue right now are the missing DirtBoy and BugGirl pages. They will be up by tomorrow night. Please feel free to tell me what you like, what you don't, what doesn't work. and so on. Also if there is something you would like to see tell me. You can email me at moron@moronik.com or post here suggestions. I would love to hear what you think good or bad.

Coming soon the new moronik.com

2006-03-31T10:30:00.000-08:00

I know... I having posted lately. I am in the process of creating a completely new moronik.com.
It will have tons of new features and stuff. It will be 4.69 times better then the current version. It will have complete versions of all films, online versions of our comiks and a Bad Kid Zoo where you can get all the factoid on your favorite 'Bad Kids'. By Monday I will have the base of the new site up and will reveal new feature daily until the site is completely up. So get ready it's coming soon. The Moronik Store is currently down while I am building the new site. If you desire any product please email me with your request.

Thank you
George

Moronism #7

2006-03-17T10:56:00.000-08:00

Jamie loves eating his boogers.

He says they are a good source of protein.

His classmates say it's just gross!

The Saint of Liberty - Part 8

2006-03-15T11:57:00.000-08:00

Mr. Sugars afraid that he longer could not contain his anger stomped his foot which brought Steven’s eyes up from his hands. Mr. Sugars hand shaking in anger and wanting to strike the ungrateful young man, who had broke a month ban to steal more candy, slowly moved up and pointed to the door. Mr. Sugars talking though his teeth just said one word, “OUT!”
Steven had never seen Mr. Sugars in such a state before. Whenever Mr. Sugars was mad at Steven his voice would get really calm and Mr. Sugars would get down on one knee to be eye to eye with Steven. Mr. Sugars would then say some crap about how this was for his own good and how this hurt him just as much as it hurt Steven and so on. The rage in his eyes and redness of Mr. Sugar’s faced terrified Steven forcing him to take a step backwards but then Steven stopped. It had taken Steven a week to get up the courage to say the words that he needed to say to Mr. Sugars. Seeing just how mad Mr. Sugars was, convinced Steven that he had to explain things even more now than ever. Steven searched for some strength.
Before the ban from Mr. Sugars Candy shop he would have eaten three chocolate bars before attempting such a feat. Of course it had been impossible for him to get any chocolate bars for over a week now. He took a step towards Mr. Sugars pleadingly as he said, “M…M…Mr. Sugars. I…I…I just need to tell you…” Mr. Sugars could not take another word. The nerve of this boy, how dare him. Mr. Sugars snapped. In one big step Mr. Sugars grabbed Steven by the shirt and dragged him to the door. As Mr. Sugars opened the door he yelled “I said OUT!” and he threw Steven to the side walk. Steven hit the side walk with a nice thud smacking his left elbow against the wood walkway. A shooting pain moved from Steven’s elbow all the way up to his head. Before Steven even realized what happened Mr. Sugars was already back inside the candy shop. Steven in pain, shamed and embarrassed, started to cry. As the tears ran down his face several of townspeople walked by knowing that the boy had caused his own ruin. (art by the Great Ruben DeLuna)

Moronism #6

2006-03-14T11:13:00.000-08:00

My good friend Ben has brought to my attention that I have been pathetically neglectful on posting. I am sorry. I have no excuse and hope that one day you will be able to forgive me.
That said, I promise to get in three post this week.....

My dear people I present you with Moronism #6:

Taking candy from strangers is Bad!

Unless of course the candy is really freaking good.

Moronism #5

2006-03-03T15:38:00.000-08:00

Billy kicked his Dog for the fun of it.

Billy's Dog Bit Billy,

just for the fun of it!

Moronism #4

2006-03-01T08:58:00.000-08:00

Betty loved to steal all kinds of cool stuff.

The funny thing was so did the Kid that stole her bike!

Dante does it again!

2006-02-22T11:32:00.000-08:00

I guess now it's an annual event. Dante 'the Great' Dondero has won student of the month. This is the Second year in a row that Dante has won Student of the month for Self-discipline. Ms. Meno, Dante's teacher, said as she was presenting this award that she had several times heard Dante say to other students "I'm sorry but I can't talk to you right know, I have school work to finish." Trust me when I say I have no clue where he gets this from. Lord knows I was always too busy drawing on desks, finding animals in the clouds or visiting other worlds in my head to think about school work. Dante's mother has never passed up an opportunity to talk with anyone. The only one that I know that had this type of focus at such a young age is Dante's Aunt Christine. It's a little strange how genetics work through a family tree.

So when your are in class or at work and that fellow student or co-worker walks up to you and tries to divert your attention to their new shoes or to talk about the Curious George film they saw, Think... "What would Dante do!" and get back to work.

Please don't do what Dante's dad would do which is say "Shut up and get back to work! I'm busy watching Ultraman kick Mighty Mouse's butt in that cloud which I am recreating on my desk." Cause that only get your English teacher's attention and within ten seconds she will be handing you the spray bottle of desk cleaner and a rag and force you to destroy the drawing you spent the last thirty minutes creating.

Remember "What would Dante do!" words to live by.

Moronism #3

2006-02-21T10:02:00.000-08:00

Sally hates Dan because he pulled her hair, Dan had pulled Sally's hair because she told Fran that he had a fat head which Sally had said because Dan had told Jeff that she had a big mouth which Dan had said because... Well he can't really remember why he said that!

Moronism #2

2006-02-16T11:52:00.000-08:00

I present you with Moronism #2:

Jonny loved to start fires,

that was until he burned his house down!

Moronism #1 and a quick shout out!

2006-02-14T19:11:00.000-08:00

Before I post my Moronism #1, I forgot to thank a couple of other freaks:

David and Ben (aka - the DirtBoy's): You two made my day brighter. Little Maggie Simpson - (aka Maggie Simpson) First person to dawn the new 'Bully' T-Shirt which is also now available online and I least forget the talented Ruben DeLuna (aka - artist for BugGirl): it was great to have him come by and hang out on Saturday.

Now to Moronism #1 - I am going to start posting new Moronisms every Tuesday and Thursdays. On Wednesdays I will post the continuing story of the 'Saint of Liberty' and whatever news falls on me on Mondays and Fridays.

That said I present Moronism #1:

Sometimes you have to be bad
to learn how to be good!

(like refusing to eat your Brussel sprouts, only to make your mom really mad and have her put a bunch more on your plate and tell you that you aren't leaving the table until you have eaten them all. Then realize that your favorite TV show is about to start, so you cram every freaking Brussel sprout into your mouth so that you can leave the kitchen and go to the front room to watch TV. Only to have your mom demand that you swallow your food before you can go. Hearing the theme music to your show you attempt to swallow the ten Brussel sprouts that you had stored in your cheeks. Only to get a couple stuck in your throat. Not being able to breath you run to your mom and give her the international choking sign with both hands at your neck. She screams the loudest she can, "Oh my god! My baby's going to die!', as she spins you around and gives you the Heimlick maneuver, which not only sends all the Brussel sprouts in your mouth and throat flying, but also brings up the rest of your meal that you had eaten earlier. Before you have a chance to hold back your dinner flies from your mouth. All you can hear is the splat of your dinner as you puke it all over the kitchen wall. You spend the next 25 minutes cleaning the puke of the wall and floor just in time to watch the end credits of your favorite show. Next time your mom serves you Brussel sprouts you make sure that you either chop them up in to tiny pieces and mix them in with the other food, making the other food taste a lot worse but not as bad as Brussel sprouts by themselves or feed the Brussel Sprouts to the dog when your mom isn't looking. Weeks later you realize that your thirty years old and finally move out of your parents house and get a place of your own, where you never make Brussel Sprouts ever.)

The Love Fest that was WonderCon!

2006-02-13T12:30:00.000-08:00

WonderCon was freaking great and just wanted to say thanks!

First of all - I can not tell you how great it is to have kids and grown-ups alike come up to our booth and say how much they love our comiks and movies. Nothing makes me happier! I want to thank everyone that came by, you Rock!

Nextly - I would like to thank Colin (Artist for Dirtboy) for all the hardwork this weekend. I would have had to pee in a jar at the booth or something, if he wasn't there. I doubt that I would have had one-tenth of the visitors say for sooo long if the booth smelled like urine.

Lastly - I would like to thank all the freaks that came to WonderCon. Be it the skin headed Bush hater with make-up or the Funking girl walking the isles with serious bed head and butt crack or the fifteen year old looking alcoholic with a hangover that had puked on her party dress the night before. without you, there would really be no reason to go! PS- you all need help and if there is anything I can do, please feel free to ask.

WonderCon is Emanant!

2006-02-07T16:07:00.000-08:00

WonderCon, Northern California's premiere pop culture convention, is this weekend. February 10 - 12 (http://www.comic-con.org/wc/index.shtml). Not only are Peter Mayhew (Chewbacca from the Star Wars films), Herbert Jefferson Jr. ("Boomer" of the original Battlestar: Galactica), and Creature Features hosts Bob Wilkins going to be there, but so will I.

If you have the time this weekend and want to come into The City and see a bunch of freaks in costume, you should think about coming to WonderCon. Moronik Comiks will have a booth there and it would be great to have you come on by. My booth number is 716, right behind Slave Labor Graphics.

If you are going to WonderCon please don't forget to go by Rhode Montijo and Jamie Baker's: Abismo/Nerve Bomb Booth (number 812). If you are not familiar with their work or even if you are, you have to stop by and see the magic!

But come on, even if you don't want to see me, Peter Mayhew. How can you pass up Chewbacca!

Looking forward to seeing you soon.
I hope you are doing well,

"The Saint of Liberty" - Part 7

2006-02-02T12:01:00.000-08:00

Now before I present you with Part 7 of "The Saint of Liberty", don't forget to read the prior entries to get caught up if you need to. Also remember that A week from tomorrow is WonderCon and Moronik Comiks will have a booth there. Are booth number will be 716. We are located right behind Slave Labor Graphics.

Lilly moved towards Ms. Bates looking down at the shattered glass said, “Ms. Bates if there is anything that I can do for being so clumsy, please tell me.” Mr. Sugars grabbed a handful of butterscotch candy and put them into Ms. Bates’ hand as he said “Don’t you never mind, like Ms. Bates said ‘It was an accident!’” Ms. Bates having taken the candies and put them in her pocket started to pick up the broken pieces when Mr. Sugars said “Don’t you worry about that mess Ms. Bates, you have had a crazy day. I will get to it as soon as I give Lilly her ice cream." Mr. Sugars and Ms. Bates eyes met, Ms Bates feeling a little embarrassed made a b-line to the door. As she opened the door she said a quick goodbye to both Lilly and Mr. Sugars. Mr. Sugars now alone with Lilly helped Lilly get her boxes back into her arms. As Mr. Sugars move to the back of the counter to get Lilly’s ice cream the door to the shop opened and in walked little Steven Spazcosi.
Mr. Sugars felt flush with anger that Steven had dared to walk into his store after he had been banned. Not wanting to make a scene in front of Lilly he continue to move to the back of the counter, all the time glaring at Steven. Steven just stood a couple of feet away from Lilly staring at his wringing hands. When Mr. Sugars got behind the counter he realized that the cup of ice cream he had made for Lilly had dumped over. Mr. Sugars frustrated with the day he was having turned to his attention to Lilly and said, “I must have dumped your ice cream over during all the commotion. Let me get you another”. Lilly turned to face Mr. Sugars and said, “Mr. Sugars, I have been such a nuisance today, please don’t go though any more trouble on my part.” Mr. Sugars glaring at Steven said, “Lilly, YOU have never been a nuisance.” Just give me a quick second to get that for you.” Mr. Sugars turned his attention and body to the back wall that house his ice cream freezer.
Steven the whole time just kept staring at his red hands. Mr. Sugars turned back to give Lilly her ice cream. Lilly trying to figure were to put down her boxes said “Oh let me get your money. I must have put it back into my pocket after I dropped the boxes.” Mr. Sugar expecting Lilly to say this replied “Keep you money Lilly. This one is on the house. He stretched down to put the ice cream into the two fingers that Lilly had free on her left hand. Lilly trying to keep herself from dropping her ice cream said “Mr. Sugars you might be the nicest man in the world.” Seeing the bus out the window waiting for her, Lilly stared for the door and said “My bus! I have to go Mr. Sugars. Thank you again for everything.” As she got to the door she tried to position herself to get her hand on the doorknob. Mr. Sugars was angered that Steven had not moved a inch to help Lilly rushed to the front door. As he passed Steven, Steven looked up at Mr. Sugars. There was a look of grief on his face. Mr. Sugars bushed by Steven and said, “I will deal with you after I help Lilly out.”
Mr. Sugars open the door for Lilly and watched her as she bumped her way out of the shop and towards the bus stop. Before she reached the bus stop Mr. Sugars heard Steven starting to talk from behind him. Mr. Sugars had noticed that while he was helping Lilly out the door Steven had move right in front of the counter. Steven unable to face Mr. Sugars looked back down to his wringing hands as he said, “M…M...Mr. Sugars…..I…I…I need to talk to you. It’s about the candy. I just wanted to…I just wanted to tell you…” Mr. Sugars, afraid that looking at Steven who might make him even angrier than he was, looked towards the counter top. What he saw there just outraged him even more. There on the counter was the jar of ‘Drippity Droppity Double Dense Dutch Chocolate Bars’. Not ten minutes ago Mr. Sugars had filled it. Now it was less that half full.

There he goes again; Cloud Boy!

2006-01-30T08:48:00.000-08:00

The Great Jamie Baker has just reviewed Rhode Montijo's new children's book 'Cloud Boy'. I know that if you been reading this blog lately you have noticed that I have been giving a lot of love to Mr. Montijo! Well he deserves it, Rhode is an incredible artist and I know that this new book will be an instant classic. I have already pre-ordered my copy and suggest that you do also. So go to Amazon.com and get it done.

Let's have a Moronik WonderCon!

2006-01-17T10:44:00.000-08:00

Thanks to the Bay Area legend Rhode Montijo, Moronik Comiks will have a booth at WonderCon this year! So if you are in the City on the weekend of February 10 through 12, please come by and say hello, then you can walk over and see Rhode and Jamie's incredible booth.

Anyone that screams "I like Poop!" or "I am a Dirtboy!" at the booth during WonderCon will get a free DirtBoy #1 or BugGirl #1. Can't wait to see you there!

The Nicest Guy in the World; Rhode Montijo!

2006-01-13T10:03:00.000-08:00

I officially nominate Rhode Montijo as not only one of the greatest living artist in the Bay Area, but the Nicest Guy in the free world! This man has helped me more than I can ever express. I could say thank you to him from here to forever and would not have said it enough. If ever there was a living saint it is this man! Selfless, helpful and way too kind; this is Rhode!

If you haven't, and even if you have, seen Rhode's work go visit his websites:

http://www.rhodemontijo.com/
http://www.pablosinferno.com/

The Saint of Liberty - Part 6

2006-01-10T10:07:00.000-08:00

Life is crazy and so am I! As I bang my head with a fury rarely seen against my over inflated ego, I must ask for your sweet forgiveness for not adding a post in a long time. So here it is Part 6 of the story of Sweet Lilly. Enjoy!

Mr. Sugars remembered how for years after Ben’s disappearance, Janet walked though her days in a daze. Mr. Sugars, now knowing Janet so well, knew that even at that young age she had planned out her whole life. It was apparent to Mr. Sugars that a huge part of Janet’s planned life had included her being married to Benjamin Packard. With Big Dumb Ben’s mysterious disappearance Janet’s dream life had come crashing down around her. It wasn’t for over ten years until she accepted that Ben was never coming back. It was at that time, after Janet had taken inventory of all the available men of Liberty that she settled to be Mrs. Sugars.
When all was said in done Mr. Sugars didn’t know what hit him. Not three months after Janet asked him out on their first date, they were married and the Philips family had given him the building he was now standing in and a huge chunk of start up money to do whatever he wished. Helen’s father stopped talking to Mr. Sugar’s upon hearing that his son-in-law was taking the hard earned cash he had given the young man to open a candy store. Janet didn’t take the news well either.
Mr. Sugars seeing Lilly did not see Ms. Bates, who was bending down to grab a handful of butterscotch candies, tried to prevent the collision by saying “Watch out there Lilly!” Mr. Sugars warning only made things worse. Ms. Bates wheeling around to see what all the commotion was smacked right in to the boxes Lilly was holding. This sent not only Lilly’s boxes for Jefferson City flying but also sent the bag of Glass horses that Ms. Bates was bringing to the Toy store which was owned Mr. and Mrs. Pearl. All Mr. Sugars saw was flailing arms, flying horses, Butterscotch candy and properly labeled boxes flying every which way. The crash was thunderous. Even though the glass horses were rapped in tissue paper, when they hit the floor, they shattered in to thousands of pieces, sending glass shards everywhere. Ms. Bates ended up on her back with her long hair completely covering her eyes. Lilly was completely covered in the boxes. With flurry Mr. Sugars ran around the counter, help Ms. Bates up and started to remove the boxes that cover Lilly. Ms. Bates followed Mr. Sugars lead trying to extract Lilly from the bottom of the pile.
As Ms. Bates picked up the boxes revealing a no worse for wear Lilly she began to laugh. Mr. Sugars and Lilly befuddled by the laugh look up at Ms. Bates. Ms. Bates seeing the wonderment on their faces showed both Mr. Sugars and Lilly the box that she had just picked up which was labeled and taped shut and said “The ten year old is smart enough to pack her goods in boxes and tape them shut! And what do I do? I just wrap my delicate glass figurines in tissue paper and put them in a bag.” Ms. Bates in fits of laughter continued, “I need to have my head checked.” Lilly seeing the shattered glass stopped stacking the dropped boxes, picked up a broken horse head with one hand and put her other hand to her mouth as she said “Oh, Ms. Bates! Your beautiful glass horses… I am so sorry! Can you forgive me?” Ms. Bates stacking Lilly’s boxes looked directly into Lilly’s eyes and said, “You don’t need to apologize. It was an accident. I bowled you over, right?” Lilly quickly looked away from Ms. Bates’ stare, scanned the room until her eyes found Mr. Sugars broom next to the door. Lilly started to move towards the broom and said “Let me clean this up.” Mr. Sugars stopped Lilly and said “Don’t you even think about! I will get to that later.” Mr. Sugars was pointing to the mess as he noticed Ms. Bates sifting though the broken glass. Ms. Bates seeing that both Lilly and Mr. Sugars were staring at her tried to explain her manic search, “I had created a special silver and glass horse for Mrs. Pearl. I spend so much time on it. I just wanted to look at it, even if it was just pieces. I can’t seem to find any of it. It must have shattered really good.”

BugGirl and DirtBoy issue 2s are for sale at shop.moronik.com

2005-12-05T21:32:00.000-08:00

You can now buy the new issues of DirtBoy and BugGirl online.
These come with free shipping.

DirtBoy #2 and BugGirl #2 are out!

2005-11-29T08:45:00.000-08:00

I should have posted this a couple of weeks ago, but I have been crazy lately.
So go check your comicbook store. I will soon have them up on the moronik store if you can't find them at your local store.

The Saint of Liberty - Part 5

2005-11-08T11:15:00.000-08:00

As Mr. Jenson reached the bank he tried to maintain his anger. Mr. Jenson knew that Steven was just like his father. Jack Spazcosi’s laziness had ruined his last chance to say goodbye to his mother. Steven Spazcosi’s laziness had ruined his wonderful meeting with Lilly Watson. Mr. Jenson did find solace in the stark contrast between the two children; Lilly Watson and Steven Spazcosi. One was well groomed, well spoken and did nothing but good for the town of Liberty. The other wore ratty clothes, didn’t have the common courtesy to say excuse me and in Mr. Jenson’s mind had never done anything for anyone but himself. Mr. Jenson had heard the old adage ‘Don’t judge a book by the cover’, way too many times, but this was a typical example of how untrue that axiom was. Mr. Jenson straightened his tie and tried his hardest to supplant the thoughts of the Spazcosi’s with the remembrance of lovely Lilly Watson. It wasn’t working but he pretended that it was. He put on a huge fake smile and walked though the bank’s front door.

Lilly Watson would always treat herself to a sweet on the bus ride to Jefferson City. Depending on her mood she would either get an ice cream at Mr. Sugars or a bear claw pastry at ABC bakery. Lilly for the most part would alternate every week between the two. Once in a blue moon during the summer Lilly would get fresh strawberries at the simple plywood fruit stand that the Johnson’s had build on the empty lot where the voluntary fire station had burned down. When Mr. Sugars saw that Lilly was coming to his shop he was very ecstatic. This was two weeks in a row. Mr. Sugars felt a little bad that he wasn’t able to say proper goodbye to Mr. Jenson but he really wanted to make sure that he had Lilly’s ice cream ready so that she didn’t miss the bus.
As he finished putting the chocolate sprinkles onto the two scoops of chocolate chip ice cream, he looked up to see Lilly bump on into the store. Mr. Sugars wondered once again how this little girl could see where she was going though with the precariously stacked boxes in her arms. Mr. Sugars suddenly realized that Lilly was heading straight for an unexpected Ms. Bates. Ms. Bates always came into the store after her lunch to grab butterscotch candy. Mr. Sugars was a married man but he often thought if he wasn’t, Ms. Bates would be the type of woman that he would court. Ms. Bates was a little overweight, but Mr. Sugars really didn’t care. She was smart, fun loving, independent and she loved his candy. These were important qualities in a woman, but what made Ms. Bates even more special was that she was an artist. The made wonderful thinks out of glass, everything from vases to bowls to glass figurines.
Mr. Sugars loved his wife. He would never leave her for another woman, divorce just wasn’t done in Liberty, but sometimes his mind would wander. He would think about how his life might have been different if he would have never got caught up in the tornado that was his wife. Janet’s family for the most part owned the whole town. Jonah Philips, Janet’s great grand father, was co-founder of the Liberty. He and Thomas Johnson Sr. had established Liberty as a supply town over 100 years ago. The Philips had always carried an air of superiority, even when Janet and Mr. Sugars were kids; she acted as if she owned the town. A fact that was indirectly true. Back then Janet never gave a second look at the young Mr. Sugars. He was the son of the local miller and she had been in love with Benjamin Packard. Big Dumb Ben as Mr. Sugars use to call him in school was everything that a school girl could want. He was popular, athletic and good looking. Mr. Sugars remembered being the brunt of many of Ben’s Jokes and pranks though out school, that was until he went missing.

Saint of Liberty - Part 4

2005-11-01T09:44:00.000-08:00

Part Four of Saint of Liberty.

Even though it was a quarter past seven at night Mr. Jenson had called Jack. His car had to be serviced before his trip. Jack, who was in the middle of dinner, asked if he could call him back after dinner. Mr. Jenson told him that the situation could not wait and told him of the dire shape that his mother was in and the urgency at which he needed his car serviced. Jack informed Mr. Jenson that it would be impossible for him to work on the car due to the fact that the air filter had yet to be delivered and that he wasn’t expecting it to arrive until late tomorrow. Mr. Jenson was mortified to hear Jack suggest that he not worry about the service and just drive up anyway. Mr. Jenson knew that Jack had the parts and was just being lazy. He demanded that Jack work on the car tonight. Jack once again reiterated that without the parts there would be no reason to service the car. He told Mr. Jenson that he would be willing to move around his schedule so that he could work on Mr. Jenson car as soon as the parts came in tomorrow. Mr. Jensen knowing that his mother surely had little time left on this planet began to panic. Unable to talk, he slammed the phone receiver into the cradle smashing the delicate French eighteenth century side table that the phone was on.
He sat on the floor for over an hour not knowing what to do. His wife pleaded with him to just get in the car where she had already buckled up the children. He just sat there with his hands in his face, perplexed. All he could repeat was ‘what if the car breaks down? What if the car breaks down?’ The phone, now having found a new home on the floor of the hallway rang with a call from Mr. Jenson’s sister Helen. Helen wanted to make sure that the Jenson’s were on their way. Mother’s condition was getting worse. Mr. Jenson hearing the news grabbed the keys and ran to the car where his children had been waiting for the last hour. Susan Ann the youngest of the three Jenson children was already fast asleep and was excused from hearing her father repeat for two hours ‘What if the car breaks down?’.
Mr. Jenson’s babbling was finally put to an end by the huge bang that came from the front right tire. Mr. Jenson, going well over the speed limit, snapped out of his paranoid trance just in time to manhandle the car that was now being pulled off the road. He avoid smashing into the old pine tree that was the cars original target, but he was unable to stop the car from going though a very fine white horse fence. It took Mr. Jenson a good hour to change the tire and find and pay the owner of the fence for the damage his car had done. When he and the family were back on the road Mr. Jenson’s wife started to list a litany of things that could have popped their tire. Mr. Jenson knew that this was a waste of his wife’s time and energy. He knew why the tire had blown. It was obvious. The tire blew because the car wasn’t serviced. Mr. Jenson had read in popular mechanics that not only did lack of air pressure in a tire cause a car to get bad gas mileage but also forced the tire to wear faster. He started to debate if Jack had checked his tire pressure at the last service. It was perfectly clear to him that Jack Spazcosi’ laziness was the reason that his tire had blown almost killing his family and stealing the little precious moments that he had left to see his mother alive.
Mr. Jenson pulled up to his mother’s house, jumped out of his car and ran to the front door. As he reached the door he was greeted by his sister, who was in tears. Mr. Jenson fell to his knees as his sister Helen told him that his mother had died not five minute prior.

The Saint of Liberty - Part 3

2005-10-25T12:10:00.000-07:00

This is part three of 'The Saint of Liberty.' If you have yet to read the prior postings of 'The Saint of Liberty' Please do. Enjoy:

Mr. Jenson looked up to see where the bus was, just as Lilly reached the door. She was struggling to open the door with the thumb and forefinger of her left hand all the time trying to keep the huge stack of boxes balanced. She was only able to open the door maybe six inches before the door slipped from her fingers and closed shut. She immediately tried again to open the door. Mr. Jenson went to open the door when Lilly dropped a small box that was on the very top of the stack. Mr. Jenson quickly changed direction to pick up the box and set it back on top of the stack. He noticed that every box was labeled with Lilly’s prefect penmanship. Mr. Jensen chuckled again and said out loud, “and efficient too!” As he adjusted the small box labeled ‘watch’. Lilly hearing Mr. Jenson crammed her head around the boxes to look up at Mr. Jenson as she sweetly said, “Oh Mr. Jenson, I didn’t see you there. How are you today sir?” Mr. Jenson moved to the door and opened it and said “I am even better seeing your shining face Lilly”. Lilly seeing the door open, tried to curtsy as she said “Thank you sooooo much Mr. Jenson” and moved towards the opening. Lilly trying to squeeze through the opening bumped into Mr. Jenson and though the door of Mr. Sugars Candy store. Mr. Jenson with a huge smile feeling that he has been blessed to spend the smallest time with such a wonderful child replied, “It is my pleasure Lilly!” as she continued to bump her way into the store.
Mr. Jenson turned and walked towards the bank knowing that this small exchange had made his life richer. His mind occupied on the wonder that was Lilly Watson prevented him from seeing Little Steven Spazcosi who was staring through the candy store window. Mr. Jenson at the last moment jumped to the left to avoid tripping over Steven. Mr. Jenson not wanting to have his moment with Lilly ruined tried to ignore that he ever saw the Spazcosi punk. Mr. Jenson never liked Steven. Not only was Steven the son of Jack Spazcosi the local mechanic, Steven had the same rail thin, stained t-shirt, old worn tennis shoe, white trash look to him as did his father. To Mr. Jenson appearance was everything. There was no reason not to be and look the best one could. What would people think if they came to his bank and saw him in wrinkled dirty clothes? Who would want to do business with a man like that?
Mr. Jenson had other reasons not to like Jack Spazcosi. Jack had been his mechanic until three winters ago. Mr. Jenson mother up in Watits County had been struck by another case of pneumonia. Mr. Jenson’s sister Helen had phoned him to say that Mother was on her death bed and surely this was IT. Hearing of the condition of his mother he knew he had to leave immediately to be by her side at this woeful time. The one problem was that his car was in need of a tune up. Mr. Jenson always took his car in for standard tune ups every three thousand miles or three months, whichever came first. He had an appointment to have the car service by Jack in two days. With his average daily mileage he put on his car he knew that would put him right at his next three thousand mile service. The problem was that his dying mother lived way up in Watits County that was at the very tip of the state more than three hundred miles away. He knew that there was no way that he could take that trip without his car being serviced.

The Saint of Liberty - Part 2

2005-10-20T10:09:00.000-07:00

Every Tuesday and Thrursday I will be posting new sections of "The Saint of Liberty". Here is part two. Please go read Part one first if you have not.

Enjoy!

The Saint of Liberty - Part 2

It was Lilly taking her generous nature to other towns that really galvanized her divine image with the good people of Liberty. See Lilly truly was an ambassador of sorts. All month long Lilly would collect any and everything that the town of Liberty could spare. She would then, every second Wednesday, take the forty five minute bus ride into Jefferson City and give these softly worn items to the less fortunate. Lilly was everything good about the town of Liberty. She showed it in the way she talked, dressed and most importantly the way she acted. Many felt that she was living proof that a town could fight against the moral decay and selfish non-caring mindset that was prevalent today. Many of Liberty would swear that she emulated a feeling of good. Lilly was not only the prefect citizen but a living angel.

In early October, Liberty was enjoying the wonderful weather that the old folks often called an Indian summer. Mr. Sugars was washing the front windows of his Candy store that had been dirtied up by little Steven Spazcosi earlier that day. Mr. Sugars loved kids, yet he knew that they all weren't perfect. Some had yet to learn to listen to that little voice inside that warned them what they shouldn't do. Little Steven was a wonderful example of such a kid. Steven was a good kid but his love for Mr. Sugars ÂDrippity Droppity Double Dense Dutch Chocolate BarsÂ had forced Steven to not listen to that little voice. This was the reason why Mr. Sugars had to ban Steven from his store. It broke both of their hearts but Mr. Sugars had to help Steven stop stealing for his own good. The month ban was that second such ban that Mr. Sugars had to impose on Steven. What hurt Mr. Sugars the most was he thought of Steven as his own Grandchild. No one in town loved candy like him and Steven. They were kindred spirits in this.
Now Mr. Sugars never had seen Steven steal form his store, but Steven was the only one it could be. See, every time candy was missing from his store, Steven had been there. The only candies that went "missing" were the "Drippity Droppity Double Dense Dutch Chocolate Bars", Steven's favorite. Mr. Sugars was positive that it couldn't have been anyone else. This is why Mr. Sugars banned his best customer. What had made it even harder on Mr. Sugars was that Steven refused to stay away from the store. Even though he had been banned from the store, he spent hours just staring in though the window. Steven had spent almost an hour earlier in the day looking though this window. He just stood there and watched as Mr. Sugars made lemon gumdrops. It was then that Steven had left the sticky finger prints that Mr. Sugars was now cleaning up.
Mr. Sugars knew that Steven was a good kid that just needed some tough love to find the straight and narrow. "Not every kid could be Lilly Watson!" Mr. Sugars said to himself as he finished the window and started to clean the door handle that Steven had grabbed right before he left. The sun reflected off something down the street and shined into Mr. Sugar's eyes forcing him to look up at the slowly approaching bus. He chuckled as he saw Sweet Lilly Watson not a block away walking towards his store with her arms full of boxes. Boxes of needed things that he knew were in route to Jefferson City. "Speak of the devil." Fell out of his mouth as he saw Lilly trying to transverse the Main St. sidewalk with it's, sandwich board signs, poorly parked kids bikes in front of Ms. Pearl's Toy store and noon crowd rushing to stand in line at Anna's Cafe. With each step Lilly took extra care to keep the precariously stacked boxes from falling. A happily shocked Mr. Sugars grabbed Mr. Jenson who was walking back to the bank with his egg salad sandwich that he ordered every Wednesday said while pointing down the sidewalk at Lilly, "That stack of boxes gets bigger each month. They are taller than she is." Mr. Jenson turning to see Lilly approaching said "How can she even see where she is going?" Mr. Sugars opening the door to his shop replied to Mr. Jenson, "She is an amazing child. I am going to get ice cream ready. I just saw the bus, she best hurry up or she'll miss it." Mr. Jenson just got off "Hank will wait for her!" as the door shut. Mr. Jenson checked his prized possession the gold pocket watch his grandfather had given him the day he went off to college. Eight minutes after twelve. The bus must have been a little early.

The Saint of Liberty - Part 1

2005-10-18T13:21:00.000-07:00

I have been writing like nobody's business lately which is a big reason I haven't done much on the Blog. I will start posting excerpts from my current story.

Here is the first:

Set in amongst giant redwoods is the quaint old Victorian town called Liberty. This town called Liberty looks much like it did eighty years ago. If it were not for the automobiles, street lights and telephone poles, one would swear that they had been transported to another time. The people of Liberty cherished that their little haven had done well at staving off the ills of modern society. They were proud to have a place that was filled with values that the rest of the country had turn their backs on. Yes it was always a challenge keeping children from being possessed with modern things like TV, but the whole town had worked together to keep the young folks of Liberty in line. Sure there were some kids that needed extra help, but the town was up to the challenge. One child that no one had to worry about was sweet Lilly Watson. Lilly's caring selflessness had made her an example of all that was good about Liberty. If ask to describe her one would have to say she was average. From her mousy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes there really wasn't one thing about her that stood out. She was just a normal looking young girl barely the age of ten. What made Lilly stand out was, as so many of the townspeople swore, she was truly a saint. She was the pride of Liberty; she had stolen the hearts of the whole town.
Lilly's accomplishments were many. Not only did Lilly help Fred Tucket at the animal shelter whenever she could, she also helped Mrs. Fatters with her garden. Mrs. Fatters had broke her hip a year to the day that old man Fatters died in his sleep. Since, she had troubles doing every thing that need to be done in her garden. The death of Mr. Fatters ended the little extra income that he had earned working at the towns Fireman's Museum. The Fatters had depended on that money to supplement their fixed income. Quickly after the death of her loving husband Mrs. Fatters realized she was in trouble. After several days of racking her brain she came to a conclusion, a garden. She would make the biggest garden her land would permit. She cried as she ripped out the rose garden. That was the hardest part. She then turned every square inch of her yard in to a garden, just as many had done during world war two. They had called them victory gardens. She canned as much as possible for the winter and sell any unused vegetables to the local market. She started to make strawberry preserves and selling them also. The garden had given her a feel of power she had never known while Mr. Fatters was alive. The garden that first year had saved her from certain ruin. Sure some days she would long for the roses that she had to rip out, but in the long run it had been worth it.
That first year Mrs. Fatters saved and made more money that Mr. Fatters had made the last year he was alive working at the museum. She found a new life at eighty, and then she broke her hip. One morning while Mrs. Fatters was still bed ridden Lilly came and offered her services. Mrs. Fatters offered a share of the profits but Lilly wouldn't have it. Lilly worked with Mrs. Fatters on her garden from March till October. She helped Mrs. Fatter do all the things that age and an achy hip had prevented her from doing. A mantra became common place in the wake of Mrs. Flatters as she walked downtown. Even the children started to copy what the people of Liberty had been saying for over a year now, "If it wasn't for sweet Lilly Watson, I don't think Mrs. Fatters would be with us any more." Some just started to say, "Lilly Watson, the saint of Liberty"'.

Fest come and go, and I just keep smiling!

2005-10-04T10:38:00.000-07:00

I have been pathetically bad at posting for the last month. I hope you can forgive me, it has just been pretty crazy lately. On the weekend of the 23 through 26, the RockThrower played three times at the Orinda International Film Festival. All three showings were packed out. The two kids showing, Thursday afternoon and Saturday morning were crazy pack with kids sitting on the floor because there was no room left. The people of Orinda were great and very receptive to my film. Talk about a well ran festival.

Speaking of festivals 'The RockThrower' has been excepted into two more festivals.

The Annapolis Film Festival and Alameda International Film Festival. The Annapolis Film Festival is November 11 through 14. http://www.annapolisfilmfestival.com

The Alameda International Film Festival will show 'the RockThrower' during the kids screenings on every weekend from 15th of October to the 6th of November. http://www.alamedafilmfest.com

DirtBoy #1 review on Silverbulletcomicbooks.com

2005-09-02T09:17:00.000-07:00

We recieved a great review from Silver Bullet comic books.com today. I have had a lot of reviews on this book and a bunch that raved more about the book. But this reviewer Shawn Manning is one of the first to get the idea of we are all Bad Kids.
http://www.silverbulletcomicbooks.com/reviews/11256571458349.htm
He wrote:

"George M. Dondero has taken several archetypes for “bad kids” (another series stars "Bug Girl") and turned them into outsider superheroes. It’s a concept that works because we recognize these kids, we can pin names on them from our own experience. "

The comics are to not point fingers at Bad Kids but say 'hey we are all Bad Kids or we had friends that were'. I want to show that there is nothing wrong with it but you better wake up or bad stuff will happen to you, like I write about in these books.

DirtBoy #1 and BugGirl #1 Hit stores on the West Coast!

2005-09-01T10:13:00.000-07:00

DirtBoy #1 and BugGirl #1 have been spotted in a comicbook store in San Francisco! Which is pretty nice that the City I was born in is the first city I know to have my comics. The funny thing about the spotting was that my spy (AKA Colin Adams) said that the books were in only for 18 and older bags. I found that this was strange since I have written "for all ages" on every piece of PR on the books. Colin asked why the books were carrying the warning and the store owner said that she had yet to read them but thought they were adult content by there covers. Once again, Please don't judge a comic book by it's cover.

Chicago children's Film Festival puts The RockThrower on there hit list!

2005-08-29T09:41:00.000-07:00

I received this email this weekend:

"Dear George Dondero,Thank you for submitting to the 2005 Chicago International Children's Film Festival (CICFF). For this, our 22nd annual festival, we're pleased to inform you that RockThrower, The is among the 220 films selected for screening. We're featuring a number of never-before-seen films and exclusive retrospectives. It's going to be a very special event and we hope you can join us. The Festival will beheld October 21-31 in Chicago at Facets Cinema Multi-Media, the Vittum Theater, and AMC City North 14 Theaters."

Deidre Searcy -
Director of Programming -
Chicago International Children's Film Festival

I love getting these emails. This one is really nice not to lessen the others, but Chicago International Children's Film Festival is the biggest kids fest in the Americas. Children's Film Festivals are my favorites because kids are the main audiance. I being as I make these films for kids, it is a great fit.

DirtBoy Issue #3 is not Fin, in finished!

2005-08-15T12:31:00.000-07:00

Colin and I have been discussing our complete dislike for English speaking or writing people that use foreign languages at the end of a movie, book or whatever. It feels real fake or just plan pompous! I also take issue with people that use other languages to make things more that what they are. In the wine industry this is common practice. Many wineries are named crazy funky French names even though the winery owners are not of French origin or located in France. You see it in every aspect of our lives. Before you say 'well are you not the guy that named his kids Dante and Tazio.' Yes I am, but I am over half Italian and I think it is important that first names work well with the last name.

Anyway I am just writing to say that we have finished issue #3 of DirtBoy and it has a great look and story. I know that you will enjoy it.

Dante loves the 'BOB'!

2005-08-01T16:39:00.000-07:00

Dante Leo Elmo Dondero, co-creative genius behind Moronik Industries with his brother Tazio, has created a homage to one of his greatest inspirations 'Sponge Bob'! Long have Dante and Tazio looked at the brilliance of the 'BOB' in awe. Dante finding the muse to express his love has put crayon to paper and created for you this: The 'BOB'! He hope this will inspire you to pay similar reverence. Dante's father, AKA 'Dad', has asked those who wish to honor the 'BOB' to "Do it with pen, crayon, clay and paper. Please refrain from using monetary methods. Nickelodeon has made way to much cash off that sponge! Spend your hard earned cash on yet discovered Icons! This way you can say 'Oh, I was in to that way before anyone.'" Dante's father suggest the following sites to dump your cash into:

The Great Rhode - http://www.pablosinferno.com/goodies.html
The Disturbing Aubrey - http://www.aubreyankrum.com/
The Font King Robot Johnny - http://www.robotjohnny.com/
The Way Toooo Pretty RustBoy - http://www.rustboy.com
The always Entertaining B. McCabe - http://www.majesticlaboratories.com/
And Don't Forget the Master Moron - https://www.shop.moronik.com/

BugGirl part one is a wrap!

2005-07-25T17:15:00.000-07:00

Ruben has finished the art on issue #3. This is the end of the first chapter of Selma the BugGirl's Saga. We will eventually go back to tell more of her story but now Ruben has started working on the concept art to a yet unnamed story about a group of back kids that terrorize a town for a summer.

A Fist Full of Fest!

2005-07-22T09:58:00.000-07:00

Well what can I say, I'm still recovering from the sensory overload that was Comic-Con. While I was at the Convention peddling my wares, I was notified that the RockThrower has been excepted into five festivals: Orinda International Film Festival, Big Bear Lake Film Festival, Rhode Island International Film Festival, Rome International Animation Film Festival, and Memphis Mini film Festival.

So I guess I got that going for me. This festivals set the grand total up to thirty film festivals so far.

http://www.orindafilmfestival.org
http://www.RIFilmFest.org
http://www.bigbearlakefilmfestival.com/
http://www.riff.tv

The House wins at Tahoe/Reno International Film Festival

2005-07-11T08:53:00.000-07:00

Another festival for the RockThrower! This will be the 24th Film Festival on the RockThrower's rough and wild ride though the festival circuit so far. Located in beautiful Lake Tahoe, this festival is put together by the very entertaining Katrina Wilson. http://www.t-riff.org

Image it, you could go there, watch my film and then gamble the night away in South Lake Tahoe. Talk about big fun!

ps - Moronik Industries is not encouraging you to gamble and is not responsible for any loss of money that may incur. If you do feel that your gambling addiction is totally out of control not unlike the gambling addiction my little sister Stella has, please, we at Moronik Industries beg you to get help. You don't want to be stuck living with Mom for the rest of your life because you can't afford rent. But if you do feel that your gambling addiction is under control , feel free to gamble away all your disposable income. Those casinos up in Tahoe have been taking a big hit from Indian gaming lately and could really use your money.

Comic-Con here we come!

2005-07-08T19:25:00.000-07:00

It is official Moronik Comiks will have a booth at Comic-Con. After weeks of being on the waiting list we have been informed that they have room for us. The short notice has made life a little crazy but it is more that worth it to have not only a film playing at Comic-Con's first film fest, but also a booth there. I had applied in March for a space but being as everyone wants to have a space at Comic-Con they were totally booked. The only bad news is that Colin, the artist for DirtBoy, will not be going to make it. Luckily Ruben, the artist for BugGirl, will. It is going to be a wild ride and we are ready for the trip! If you are going to be in San Diego for Comic-Con please stop by the Booth!

Comic-Con
http://www.comic-con.org/

Film Festival schedule
http://www.comic-con.org/cci/cci_iff_sat.shtml#sat

The Death of Wiggly Tooth AKA Fang

2005-07-06T09:51:00.000-07:00

The creative genius behind Moronik Industries Dante Leo Elmo Dondero loses his first tooth. Dante three months shy of six years old, who lately has been going by the nickname Sharkboy, has after a huge battle with his 'Wiggly Tooth' finally become victorious. 'Wiggly Tooth' who for the last week had made the simple act of eating close to impossible was laid to rest last night and taken to the great tooth resting place in the sky. The benevolent Tooth Fairy not only ate the chocolate ice cream that Dante had left as payment for safe voyage for 'Wiggly Tooth' but also left cold hard cash! 'Wiggly Tooth' who for five years had been a faithful companion of Dante's had last week started complaining of the lack of space due to the encroachment of 'Adult tooth #1' (aka Biggy). When Wiggly Tooth's demands to stop any further loss of space were not meet, Wiggly Tooth decided his only means of actions were those of defiant force! 'Wiggly Tooth' changed his name to 'Fang' for he no longer wanted to go by a name given to him by Dante who had now turned a blind eye to the 'Fang's' needs and issues. Fang also created the 'Baby Tooth Liberation Army' which terrorized Dante's mouth for the good part of a week. In the the end the naming of the BTLA confused many of the remaining baby teeth and prevented Fang from gaining any real support. Baby tooth #7 (aka - BT7) stated "Fang got all crazy at the end. He was all saying 'join my liberation army! You could be next.' Man I liked Fang. He was a good friend, but I like were I am. I don't want to be liberated. That's just crazy talk."

The final moments came quick for Fang who was just holding on by a thread. With one swift yank came the end of both Fang and the BTLA. Dante is saddened that such a great friendship had to end this way but wishes everyone to remember his for the good times not the bad.

Fangs Last Stand:
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The RockThrower at the Napa Wine Country Film Festival

2005-07-05T13:12:00.000-07:00

The RockThrower has been accepted to be screened at the Wine Country Film Festival. It will screen on the 29 at Copia and the 31 at the Yountville community center.
http://www.winecountryfilmfest.com/

Best Animated Short - OC Film Festival

2005-06-29T15:03:00.000-07:00

The RockThrower Wins "Best Animated Short - 2005" At the OC Film Festival!
They even sent me a trophy. Ain't it tooooo cool.

I once won a trophy for Basketball but the only think that I did for that team was keep the bench warm and that was in junior high.

So this is the first trophy I earned!

DirtBoy #2: Done!

2005-06-23T10:01:00.000-07:00

Colin and I have finished Issue number two and he has already started storyboarding out the issue #3 script that I wrote. DirtBoy Issue #2 is just as good as Issue #1 if not better. Issue #2 has a lot more story and is just as funny. Colin has created some incredible art.

DirtBoy issue two is in the can an it looks incredible!
here is a little sample:
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The RockThrower is selected to Gen Art’s Ignite Festival on July 16!

2005-06-21T13:19:00.000-07:00

We are happy to be selected to San Francisco's Gen Art's Ignite Festival on July 16. Each year Gen Art showcases many of the best emerging independent films in high-profile film festivals & other programs. Gen Art invites rising independent North American filmmakers to participate in these programs which draw a high profile audience including tastemakers, film industry members, press and celebrities.

The RockThrower at the Comic-Con Film Festival!

2005-06-20T09:30:00.000-07:00

We have just received notice that the RockThrower will be screened at Comic-Con. This is great news especially since we have been told recently that Comic-con is over booked and that we might not get the booth we reserved in March. It is good to know at least some part of Moronik Industries will be there!

THE ROCKTHROWER
SATURDAY, JULY 16
3:40-4:00pm
ROOM 26AB (in the new portion of the Convention Center, on the top floor, above HALL H, at the SOUTH END of the building)

New Sparky T-shirt: Pyro!

2005-06-15T13:52:00.000-07:00

Colin has created a new Sparky T-shirt design and I have already made the screen.
I should have them up on the moronik store site my today or tomorrow.
http://shop.moronik.com
They look freaking sweet.
Take a look;
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BugGirl Issue #2 is in the can!

2005-06-14T07:43:00.000-07:00

Ruben and I have finished Issue number two and he has already started storyboarding out the issue #3 script that I wrote. I have always like BugGirl #1, but the story and art of issue #2 is just so much better. I wrote the books so that Selma's (BugGirl) journey would climax at the end of #3, getting weirder and darker as we go. Looking at issue 2 it is just right where I want it to be. It is just a little strange when you strive for something and it comes out just how you want, if not better.

BugGirl issue two is in the can an it looks incredible!
here is a little sample:
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Moronik Shtuff!

2005-06-13T11:54:00.000-07:00

Moronik Comiks has been picked up by Diamond Distribution!
Both DirtBoy #1 and BugGirl #1 will be in the July preview and on the store shelves in September.