The following is a listing
of cartoons and comments which have been featured on the Space Moose
home page. The dates in parentheses indicate the time at which the
comments, not the strips, were written.
This strip was
published way back at the beginning of 1993 and then lost. I never
reclaimed the original nor kept a copy. As the archive was put
together piece by piece over the last year, this strip remained the
only missing episode. Inexplicably, the original turned up a few
days ago in Stephen Notley's apartment (of all places).
This is Marlo Smefner's first appearance. He sure looked
different back then. Also, we get to see Space Moose's belly button
in the last frame, answering an e-mail query I received some time
ago. [July 10, 1996]
The best part of this
strip, I think, is the second frame where Space Moose does all that
weird mumbling followed by an emphatic "Woo-hoo!" I still find
myself doing that once in a while. I do not know why the hooker
slept over. Perhaps Space Moose booked her for a full evening. But
then, $100 seems a pretty low price for an all-nighter. Maybe she is
just starting in the profession. [July 2, 1997]
This
strip inspired a minor uproar within the students' union government
at the time. Jo-Anne Bishop, one of the SU vice presidents and
mother of the Safewalk program, summoned me to her office to explain
that she was deeply concerned about the negative implications of
this cartoon. Safewalk is a program on the U of A campus which
provides frightened students with free escorts to walk them home,
thus protecting them from rapists and other evil-doers in the night.
I told Jo-Anne about my intentions to do a follow up to this strip,
and she did not seem very enthusiastic about it. [September 23,
1995]
In this double
length strip, Space Moose dispels all doubt that he can be a
powerful and effective Safewalker. Our hero leads his "potential
victim" fare on a high-speed (but safe) journey through the jungle
of rapists which is our university campus. Although the ending is
dubious, I think it's fair to say that Danean made it home all
right.
About a year after this strip ran in the Gateway, I gave a copy
to Safewalk director, Joseph Ferenbok, whom was interested in using
it in the Safewalk newsletter. [August 2, 1995]
Astute readers will
have noticed that Space Moose's head is rarely seen from any angle
other than the standard partial profile. Occasionally, we see the
back of his head and sometimes he even gives us a full profile. In
frame 2 of this strip, he is seen for the first time with his head
thrown back. With the exception of a few lame attempts in the first
year, I never draw him straight on. The reason for this is simple.
Whichever side we view Space Moose from, the eye nearest to us
appears larger. Such is not contrary to the principles of optics,
but considering the vast size difference it is clear something else
is at work here. Is it possible that Space Moose can alter the size
of his eyes depending on where we view him from? Maybe he has
eyestalks by which he can thrust one eye right at us taking
advantage of the 2-dimensional medium and our lack of depth
perception. In either case, would not the people on the other side
of him (for example, Marlo in frame 1) notice something? I am
certainly at a loss to understand the phenomenon.
The Gateway comics
page has never featured a more self-righteous, vapid strip than
"Love in a void" by Ken Dare. Every week, Dare's gothic Edward
Scissorhands heroine (who, I believe, was modeled after the lead
singer of Siouxsie and the Banshees) delivered one of her threadbare
diatribes against the government, corporate America, or anything
else that feeble-minded black-clad punk rock anarchistic pot-headed
Sisters of Mercy fans might find cool to complain about. Here, she
confronts Space Moose about his indulgent holiday plans. Ken Dare
followed this strip up with an attack of his own. Here is his ham-fisted rejoinder. [November 21, 1996]
This
is my absolute favorite Space Moose strip. It was conceived and
drawn in just one evening. I have to thank Gateway managing editor
at the time, Chris "Fish" Griwkowsky, for both encouraging me and
giving me the opportunity to make this cartoon. It was the end of
the school year, and one day before production of the last Gateway
when Fish approached me with the idea of a full-page Space Moose
comic. I guess he thought I might not continue Space Moose the
following year, and this would be the final hurrah. I told him that
with such short notice, I probably could only do half a page
(particularly since I had no fresh ideas), and he assured me he
would save room for it. I remember brainstorming for hours and
staying up all night to finish this quadruple-length strip. It was
worth it. [September 5, 1995]
Space Moose
underwent his most grotesque physiological change after the summer
of 1994. It seems his gluttonous eating habits finally caught up
with his metabolism. This strip kicked off the "morbid obesity"
series which went on for a few weeks. [July 5, 1995]
Part 2 of the
"morbid obesity" series takes place at the hospital. Space Moose
receives little sympathy for his self-inflicted condition. A few
people thought that the whole "fat" plot was a poignant commentary
on society's negative attitudes towards obesity. Nah, I was just
making fun of gigantically fat people. [July 10, 1995]
In this, part 3
of Space Moose's struggle with morbid obesity, our hero finds
himself in the clutches of some sort of fat encounter group. I
realised at this point that the best way to draw his pudgy hands is
like they were inflated rubber gloves. For you anagramatists out
there, take a crack at Leona Bambi. Here's a hint, the anagram
accurately describes her. Therefore, it's not "A lean bimbo" which,
unfortunately also works.
Billy's biomedical genius cures
Space Moose of his morbid obesity in this strip. Our hero seems less
than grateful as he delivers a bitter hypocritical diatribe against
fat people, and orders the Luddite-esque destruction of the
Deflabinator. Man, what an asshole! [July 19, 1995]
Pennies these days have so
little value that they are almost not worth owning. But in this
philanthropic strip, Space Moose demonstrates how a fistful of cents
can be cashed in for pure entertainment. This strip did pretty well
in the reader poll, but not as well as I had hoped because I
consider it one of my best works. I can only take credit for
stealing the ingenious punchline which was the brainchild of Colby
Cosh. [September 17, 1996]
Zombies are inherently funny
in the same way that really slow, stupid people are. For a while, I
had the idea of employing them for cheap laughs as Space and Billy's
inept servants. Eventually, I became disenchanted with this idea.
Zombies made only one more appearance after this in Whore fury.
This strip was clearly drawn in haste. Keep an eye on Space
Moose's right antler. It disappears in frame 2, and somehow slips
behind the zombie in frame 5. [August 13, 1997]
Late in 1994, a fellow named
Chris Stewart from the University of Calgary's student newspaper,
The Gauntlet, asked for permission to run Space Moose on a
regular basis in their comics section. Always in favor of increased
moose exposure, I told Chris he could print any strip that appears
in The Gateway as long as no changes are made to it. The
following week The Gateway published this strip, but it never
appeared in The Gauntlet. In fact, no subsequent Space Moose
strips ever got picked up by The Gauntlet. I still do not
know why.
Again, I should reiterate that any similarity between characters
appearing in Space Moose and anyone in real life is strictly
coincidental. [March 4, 1997]
This is the sequel to the
ever-popular Heads up, ladies! strip. Sometimes, when I need to
draw a new face, I grab the nearest magazine and use a random photo
as a model. In the case of the pimp, I used a copy of
Watchtower which some kind Jehovah's Witnesses dropped off at
my place a few days before. The young chap seen here was actually on
his way to a mission in South America. [March 18, 1996]
Some guy named Mirsky elected
this particular strip the "Worst of the Web" about ten days ago.
What followed was a furor which made this web site more popular (or
unpopular) than ever before. The access log was clocking over 500
users a day who checked out only this one strip. The furor seems to
have finally died down. The moral of the story is, if you want to
make your web page more popular, put something offensive on it, and
then notify this Mirsky fellow.
I would like to kick off the
96/97 school year with one of the all-time favorite strips. When I
submitted this one to the Gateway at the end of 1994, managing
editor Tami Friessen snapped it up and read it right in front of me.
When she got to the last panel she exclaimed, "she's sucking him
off! How is this funny?!" Sheepishly, I muttered something about
irony and then scuttled off fearing that the strip would not get
published. But, it did and I am now of the opinion that Friessen
rocks.
The strip is now sported on more than 150 "Fellatio Barn"
T-shirts around the world. Months ago, I wore mine to a nightclub
and received several compliments including one drunken rave from a
guy who claimed to have been to the Barn. Yes, the shirts are
creating quite a stir. I even heard one story about a "Fellatio
Barn" T-shirt mysteriously disappearing after an enraged female
roommate declared it abominable. [September 4, 1996]