Cerebus In Matt's Life: Part The Fifth (It's funny, because this one involves drinking...)

Hi, Everybody!

So, over the weekend, I hung a bunch of stuff in The Hall of Solitude (Located above the AMOCave, in Stately Dow Manor):

Mostly this stuff....

I shared these pics over on the Faceybooks, and our ol' friend (and birthday girl) Margaret Liss asked:

ohhh, how about a close up of that space collection of pictures? And Cerebus and his son on the boat?

Well, I COULD, but I'd rather post close-ups as I talk about 'em, and to get there, I have to turn once again to:

Cerebus In Matt's Life: 
(Specifically,)
Part The Fifth

When last we did this $#!*, I left off with:

Next Time: Guys. Matt lives Guys. It. Was. Epic.

And then I skipped around and missed part the fifth.

The short version (Trust me, you want the short version.):

For about six months in 2003, I imbibed alcohol. It was great. Me and the kids from the college, would go bowling on Thursday nights, and then hang out at my buddy Rabbit's place and drink. (Well, I wouldn't drink, I'd just hang out.)

One week, I pulled out my hand-made diamondback cards

[Insert image of my missing deck here.]

And we played Diamondback. And turned it into a drinking game. If you got two priests, it was called an "Alterboy," and you had to take a shot of Scotch. Which I took mixed with Coke, in my bucket class:

That's right, I drank scotch from a "buggid":

As "classy" people do...

Anyway, after ten "shots"," I was good and "fuckeded" up. Another night, I got very drunk and acted like Cerebus in Guys. (Remember, this is the short version....)

Cut to 2004, when I met Dave and Ger for the second time,

(The bit that I need to at to THAT, is this:

Inside cover to issue 295

Specifically, THIS. This is where I got the idea to give Dave the watch.)
I got a picture of them AND the Cerebus Muppet holding my "buggid":

Photo by Rabbit. (I have a copy in my toolbox at work.)

Photo by me (And it's all dramatic and $#!*....)

Which leads to Cerebus In Matt's Life: Part The Sixth.

And then (to get back to what Margaret asked for), (and page 372 of Collected Letters 2004.):

 

Any chance I get to post Aardvark Wang....

I want that shirt.

Okay, if you want some Rigmarole, just click yesterday's post (it's the same $#!*....)

Next Time:"But MATT! Where's what Margaret wanted?!?" Patience. Patience....