Seamus P. Burke my dude, my homie,my bredrin and all them other affection words that i could use.
Seamus is a fella i’ve known since before i’ve really gotten with twitter,at this point it feels like i’ve known him forever,the grey man, the only guy i know of who can make grey hair and black nails work and flaunt it.
Before we got aquainted i was just a fan reading along to Oh Goodie! chuckling at some of the references that one panel of James sitting alone miserable and in a daze in that small toilet is a image that’ll live with me cause I’ve been in that lonely space before.
No One Cares is a brisk thoughtful bit of slice of life that i like to,it’s odd cause i’m not the hugest fan of those kind of comics cause it feels like they repeat themselves very frequently but all it takes is the right combination of humour and melancholy for me to be engrossed in what a person has to say.
“What a horrible night to have a curse” is a riff on Castlevania 2 one of the clunkiest and weirdest sequels to come out of the NES era there’s enough absurdity in it to make it stand out from your usual gaming webcomic but not enough that it just becomes a chore.
We both share our own frustration as being people with foreign names who people mispronouce alot of the time,i love your stories about growing up in Chicago and your stories about your family and how you pretty much played the biggest gamble in moving out to Portland.
You was the person i confided in about my diagnosis when i was still trying to figure out what it all meant for me at that point in time,i still remember when you came out with that piece about your own difficulties at the time i was struggling to find people who identified with what was going on with me i went to this summer club at a secondary school not far from my college but it’s hard to really feel like you belong when you’re the oldest person there.
So to see that and especially to see you go in the detail about it,the exhaustion the frustration and especially the paranoia as you described it “being trapped in a permanent feeling of did i leave the gas on?” to say it meant alot to me is an understatement.
But this post also serves as my own personal apology to you,my man as i feel like i’ve been taking your friendship for granted neglecting and not really talking with you. I’m really happy to see that you and April are still together, we’ve both lost one or two mutual friends who were important to us for things out of our control,not to mention both our countries are throwing out the baby with the bath water and it’s only 2 months in.
There were alot of times were you could contact me and i would either quietly shun you or you probably haven’t heard from me for months at a time, but it’s not because i suddenly didn’t like you i was just not really in the mood to talk to anybody, either wanting my own bit of solitude,i know i’m not the nicest person but there’s alot of people who i’ve come in contact who i think about how they’re doing alot and you’re definitely one of the people who sticks out to me the most.
My good friend Seamus.
There’s been some personal turmoil on your end and i see that you’ve set up a patreon, those youtube videos you’ve been making are good man keep it up as somebody who grew up with a game boy it means alot to see you cover them not only that but to start off with Tetris,that’s a power move in my book.
It’s really nice to know somebody else whose a creative and be able to say that i’ve sort of grown and changed alongside with them i regret that this past year i haven’t been catching up with you as long as i should but the fact that you’re still out there and giving the good fight makes me happy.
Tell April and Jen Van Meter that i said hello and i hope they’re doing alright, maybe this week we can catch up and shoot the shit about what’s been going on both our ends.I feel proud to know you.
props to you man.
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