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DAVE'S NEW NOVEL IS COMPLETE
" When People Go Away "
a Simple Little Love Story *
What if the Second Coming of Christ occurred within the Chicago gay leather community?
💥 The First Book of the New Holy Bible
for the Age of Aquarius.💥
"Three Dimensional beings think in linear concepts,
while Four-Dimensional beings think in visual metaphors."
Dave's Cartoons
The Fox and Friends Presidential Debate
The Fox and Friends Presidential Debate
I sent this cartoon to Fox & Friends many years ago, but it got lost in their social media at the time.
During 2016's heated political season, about the only news show I could stand to watch was Fox and Friends -
a daily morning program that managed to avoid both election venom and liberal bias.
I drew this cartoon in conjunction with the three Presidential debates.
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a daily morning program that managed to avoid both election venom and liberal bias.
I drew this cartoon in conjunction with the three Presidential debates.
Click on the above toolbar for additional cartoons.
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From
When People Go Away CHAPTER TEN: "... Releasing his grip on Frankie’s biker’s jacket, the young man carefully stepped around to face him. The Leathermen stood chest-to-chest, nose-to-nose, Muir to skullcap – a shark & prey in profile. They froze intertwined in the whirling white snow, a black leather grotesque as everlastingly damaged as the Hasanlu Lovers. Tears threatened to surface in Frankie’s galvanized eyes, but he refused – flat out refused – to show any emotion at all ..."
"The Hasanlu Lovers"
Look close: this image is actually made of thousands of tiny triangles.
When People Go Away debuts the "Quantum Fiction" genre (Q-Fic), with a narrative structure shaped like a "Dragon Fractal."
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From
When People Go Away CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: “What makes you think that Downs will be at IML?” Rollings asked, as he and Detective Hogan walked side-by-side, observing the conversion of the Galleria at Beekman Place. The mall’s themed boutiques had been temporarily closed, so convention vendors could use the space to display their kinky wares. The Juice Joint was now a store for lube, and Glad Rags sold leather shirts and matching chaps. Gatsby’s Clothiers was being revamped into an onsite craftsman’s store, and The Bee’s Knees displayed musky scented candles and oils.
Hogan smiled as they passed a kiosk that once sold cell phone cases, but now offered an impressive selection of nipple clamps and cock rings. “It’s a shame we missed Valentines Day,” she said, stopping at a large vibrating dildo with chrome spikes around the base. Kellie turned it on – 
I LOVE Hot Topic. It's like an 80s Chess King got fisted by Bizarre Love Triangle.
Rrr-Rrr-Rrr-THUMP! ... Rrr-Rrr-Rrr-THUMP!
Rrr-Rrr-Rrr-THUMP! ... Rrr-Rrr-Rrr-THUMP! “I should get this for Melissa,” she said.
“She can use it to loosen Lugnuts on the truck ... " |
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From When People Go Away Chapter Twenty-Seven |
"...I'm just a Sweet Transvestite..."
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Strrrrrrrrummmmmmmmmmm…!
"The deep thunder of electric bass guitar blasted across the Concourse air like cannon fire. It was ten o’clock on the nose, and Dysthymia was performing a tribute to the music of 1980 tonight, which – as the cover band’s Joan Jett lookalike stated – “was where this whole damn leather story began.”
As the jam-packed audience cheered in amazement, the synchronized laser grid went from red to orange to violent blonde. The colors then became a warm-palette’d paroxysm, with the performers illuminated in vivid yellow, the spectators in fiery orange, and the perimeter masses in succulent aortal crimson.
The Death metal drummer raised his sticks – Crack! Crack! Crack! – as the Squire Bullet Hardtails revved like Harley Davidsons. Kissing the microphone with her candy apple lips, the chanteuse dominatrix in revolver-heeled stilettos cried out Loverboy’s power-ballad classic, like an allegorical siren:"
"The deep thunder of electric bass guitar blasted across the Concourse air like cannon fire. It was ten o’clock on the nose, and Dysthymia was performing a tribute to the music of 1980 tonight, which – as the cover band’s Joan Jett lookalike stated – “was where this whole damn leather story began.”
As the jam-packed audience cheered in amazement, the synchronized laser grid went from red to orange to violent blonde. The colors then became a warm-palette’d paroxysm, with the performers illuminated in vivid yellow, the spectators in fiery orange, and the perimeter masses in succulent aortal crimson.
The Death metal drummer raised his sticks – Crack! Crack! Crack! – as the Squire Bullet Hardtails revved like Harley Davidsons. Kissing the microphone with her candy apple lips, the chanteuse dominatrix in revolver-heeled stilettos cried out Loverboy’s power-ballad classic, like an allegorical siren:"
🎶 "I was born to run, I was born to dream ” 🎶
🎶 "The craziest boy you ever seen ” 🎶
🎶 "I gotta do it my way ” 🎶
🎶 "Or no way at all…! ” 🎶
🎶 "The craziest boy you ever seen ” 🎶
🎶 "I gotta do it my way ” 🎶
🎶 "Or no way at all…! ” 🎶
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Ahhh, the innocence of youth!
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Thirty years ago, Alan, Patrick, and Guinevere - "the Trio" - became the best of friends while stealing from Checker's Casual Cafe, the busiest restaurant in town. But the trio didn't just take money - what happened in 91' was no less than diabolical. Cicadas attacked customers, out-of-hand pranks collapsed the kitchen ceiling, and The Phantom of the Restaurant brought havoc to the dining room - all against a background of blaring 80s music. Sharon Donovan, the restaurant's general manager, was literally ready to kill someone when police were finally called.
Fifteen years later, Guinevere is mortally wounded in a horrific car accident. As Alan and Patrick rush to her side, her deathbed confession is chilling: "The worst thing about my depression is that it has a sense of humor." In her dying breath Gwen asks Alan to take care of Stephanie, her teenage daughter - "As you once took care of me, when we all worked together at Checker's." And as Steph brings back memories of the best time in his life, Alan makes a very bad decision ...
But karma is a bitch, and Patrick's arrest on returning to his Nevada home makes national news. His frantic cry for help sends Alan & Stephanie on a cross-country trip - where evidence reveals a disturbing connection between the Trio that began years before Checker's. It's eerie how current events mirror those from decades ago, and past-and-present stories play out side-by-side. Without Alan's help, Patrick will go to prison - but as Sharon Donovan learned the hard way, it's often those you trust the most who blindside you with their behaviors ...
No matter how far you run, the past will always catch up with you -
And once it does, it will serve a dish best cold.
Fifteen years later, Guinevere is mortally wounded in a horrific car accident. As Alan and Patrick rush to her side, her deathbed confession is chilling: "The worst thing about my depression is that it has a sense of humor." In her dying breath Gwen asks Alan to take care of Stephanie, her teenage daughter - "As you once took care of me, when we all worked together at Checker's." And as Steph brings back memories of the best time in his life, Alan makes a very bad decision ...
But karma is a bitch, and Patrick's arrest on returning to his Nevada home makes national news. His frantic cry for help sends Alan & Stephanie on a cross-country trip - where evidence reveals a disturbing connection between the Trio that began years before Checker's. It's eerie how current events mirror those from decades ago, and past-and-present stories play out side-by-side. Without Alan's help, Patrick will go to prison - but as Sharon Donovan learned the hard way, it's often those you trust the most who blindside you with their behaviors ...
No matter how far you run, the past will always catch up with you -
And once it does, it will serve a dish best cold.
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01/02/24 UPDATE: Dave's 4th novel is now called, "If You Write the Music, I'll Write the Lyrics."
🎶🎵 "... I came across a cache of old photos and invitations to teenage parties ... 🎶🎵
🎶🎵 ... 'Dress in white' one said with quotations from someone's wife, a famous writer in the nineteen-twenties ... 🎶🎵
🎶🎵... When you're young you find inspiration ... in anyone who's ever gone ... and opened up a closing door ... 🎶🎵
🎶🎵 ... She said we were never feeling bored ..." 🎶🎵
- Pet Shop Boys -
🎶🎵 ... 'Dress in white' one said with quotations from someone's wife, a famous writer in the nineteen-twenties ... 🎶🎵
🎶🎵... When you're young you find inspiration ... in anyone who's ever gone ... and opened up a closing door ... 🎶🎵
🎶🎵 ... She said we were never feeling bored ..." 🎶🎵
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