Dude. Billy Mays is my hero. If I could convince him to sell my stuff I’d…I’d be as popular as ORANGE GLO! Fuh reelz.
This is also what one might consider to be a bit of a story arch, so stay tuned same barista time same barista channel! 

Ps

I’m going to be posting some politically charged comics in the spirit of the holidays.

Don’t be deterred my sweets, I blame the R.N.C.

-R-

Ok.

I didn’t think I’d like The Blues, right? It all sounds sort of the same and the quality isn’t great and modern blues artists go against my beliefs that there is anything good made past 1989.

Few exceptions to the rule but I make deals. Alriiiight.

So anyhoo, when I was in college I took a class for my humanities credit called female artists through out history, and one of the papers that were supposed to write was women in music. I picked female blues artists from the 20’s and 30’s. Sweet hell was that a tough one but it exposed me to a type of music that I had been relatively indifferent about until I played some tracks by the empress Ma Rainey. Damn it was awesome, and her  story was pretty bad ass too.

But I digress.

It was inevitable bumping into Robert Johnson and when I did I was hooked. Officially. When I get hooked I like to look up all thier influences in search of the feeling you get when you know that this is the song that this great artist listened to and it made them write some great freakin songs. Makes the hair on your arm stand up.

So I did some research and I found this record company called Yazoo, and they specialize in all kinda blues and Jazz. I found Back to the crossroads, the roots of Robert Johnson.

Holy fucking crap.

If you can get down on the blues than you will poo yourself if you bust out the tracks on this disc…unless of course you already have it then shit dood, you know what I’m talking about.

Now don’t get me wrong I like all the songs but I just wanted to pick a few to give you all an idea as to why I think that if you’re interested you should check it out or at least wiki some of these people for the interesting lives they had. Just sayin is all.

13. REV. E.W. CLAYBORN,
Your Enemy Cannot Harm You (1926)
I can play this one like 3 times. I love this track, it sounds like 2 guitars but it’s only one. Also the subject of  the song is so fucking apt it hurts. Your enemy cannot harm you but watch your close friends. Badass, misery that comes with having friends and not being able to trust nobody no way no how. Awesome.

14. JOHNNY TEMPLE,
Lead Pencil Blues (1935)
This song is cool because its totally about some dude who can’t get it up and him and his woman are both pretty fuckin depressed about it. LOOOOONG before the days of E.D. right? Ha. Hilarious.

20. HARLEM HAMFATS,
Oh Red (1936)
This one is kind of vibin on the edge of Rag, I think that it could still get any crowd hoppin and the horns, hell yeah! The fact that its about some dude pissed off at a bartender for gettin his woman so drunk that she passes out before the party is over speaks to me for some reason, especially the part where she wakes up with a headache…I don’t know why…

So there it is. If you’re interested check it out. I think its worth it and it makes for a comfortable ambience if you’re pullin shots.

Cheers

-R-

 Not that though, I really get down on some ghostbusters but I mean

THIS. 

DUDES! I WANNA GO!!!! ME ME ME !!!! Ya know this was supposed to be a zine when I first started out, what with Barista Girl just being a cute lil in between comic to break up my writing and various ramblings…hilarious no? I think that it might still end up that way. I like to think so.

Wouldn’t that be nifty pete?

-R-

So, I dunno if I should be pooping myself in excitement or pooping myself in dismay….maybe I’ll just do a little from column A and a little from column B.

Nothing else to report.
Really.

-R-

On a serious note I want to go to school, I wanna get my paper and I wanna do all the ass lancing bs that a college kid must endure and with that I know I’ll be happier. I’m going to take a bit of a working hiatus and focus more on the direction of my life because I’d like to not be stocking soda coolers in depends®. Ha.

So I had a mental break down the other day and boy howdy…MAN.

It started with a horrible nightmare and ended in my life turing all crazy upside down topsy turvy insanity.

I broke up with my job and my boyfriend. Which might not sound too crazy but I’ve been with both for a bit of time, the beau’s got almost 2yrs on me and the job had almost 3. So…I found myself in a deep routine that was killing me…someone said that it had my soul wandering, and despite how much I loathe and abhorr dramatics I’d have to agree. I started to lose sight of myself and who I am, what I thought I would be when I was a wee lass with all my hopes and dreams. It seemed like it was never going to happen so I had to do some… Spring cleaning, if you will.

 To come face to face with that was terrifying to the point that it put me in a panic. (I could hear the flute)
So with that I decided to cut the 2 most distracting things in my life out. My job, despite my disdain towards it was a hard call and probably a tad preemptive but had to be done. And my boyfriend, but that was a much bigger mistake than I had initally anticipated. So that one I had to renegotiate as awful as that sounds. Was my desire to make a drastic change irrational and rushed? Fuck yeah it was but hey, whats a ninja ta do? I did what I thought would be best to achieve my goal. So my boy agreed to take me…back…ugh…I’m a moron. (Trust me, I am NOT one to flip flop on an issue if I think its right.) Pride. Yuck.

Man.

I’m a loony toon.

Oh wait.

I’m a fucking artist!

In MY opinion a relatively well rounded one considering the stereotype.

However! This is not the end of Barista Girl. Oh no, I have enough material to last me several years of unemployment. Hoo ha. Too bad that doesn’t translate into money in my bank account.

So maybe you might be able to notice all the extra time I’ll have to put into making this comic a little bit better for all of you.

SO enough of the sappy mooshy crap!

//peace out suckas\\

-R-

PS I ADDED AN ASS LOAD OF LINKS>>>>>>>>>>> LOOKY THE SIDEBAR IS FILLED WITH LINK BABIES

some you’ll notice are the new additions to PPP and the others are for my pals at comicofthemonth.com check em out!!!!! 

Look at this cute ass fuckin puppy.

First more additions to the PAPAL PETROL PRODUCTION family

Fred the fish by the a-fuckin-mazing colorist extrodinaire Marlize.

Drawing blanks by these 2 guys that contacted RT for services of hosting thier comic, it is HILARIOUS!!!! BWAAAAA!!!

Off the grid, not an addition to ppp but I found his comic on my many internexploits and its fuckin awesomely amazing, he’s new but he rocks socks.

Check these links out and the other ones I have, they’re cool damn it.

That be my friendly plug have a nice day. I love you all.

-R-