Like honey is the sleep of the just. 


“Sleep” / Prarie Home Companion / Originally performed by Paula Poundstone and Garrison Keiler

G:        We have a message here from D-W-D Mattress in Innerspring. Do you feel bad when you wake up in the morning? Believe me, you’re not alone. There are others.
P:         I wake up in the morning, troubled in mind, rolling from side to side. Can’t be satisfied.
G:        Really? 
P:         Water tastes like turpentine.
G:        Oh. 
P:         Feel like trouble’s on the way.
G:        Well like what, for example? 
P:         Earthquakes and lightning, hurricane’s a-blowin’…
G:        Mmm hm. 
P:         Rivers overflowing.
G:        Oh yeah? 
P:         Like the end is coming soon.
G:        Oh really? 
P:         I hear the voice of rage and ruin.
G:        Rage and ruin, that’s interesting. What about your baby? Does he treat you mean?
P:         All my children treat me mean. Cause me to weep and cause me to moan every evening when the sun goes down.
G:        I see. Tell me about yourself. 
P:         Well, I was born in a cane break to an old mama lion. My daddy is an engineer and my brother drives a hack. My sister takes in washing and the baby balls the jack.
G:        Well isn’t that somethin’. 
P:         I ain’t had no loving in a long time. What more can I say?
G:        So, have you been wearing your apron low? 
P:         I have no idea what you mean by that.
G:        Have you been to see a doctor about this? 
P:         I went down to the St.James Infirmiry.
G:        You mean the one by Old Joe’s Bar-room? 
P:         Right. I was looking for something to ease my worried mind.
G:        Oh, and? 
P:         Six crapshooters took my high top Stetson hat and a twenty-dollar gold piece off my watch chain and gave me a shot ‘a booze. They had a heart like a stone.
G:        I see. Do you ever feel like laying your head on some lonesome railroad line and let the 219 ease your troubled mind? 
P:         They canceled the 219’s. There’s just the 505 and the 932.
G:        I see. 
P:         So I’m rolling from side to side thinking about the good times that I’ve had and there’s one thing that troubles my mind.
G:        Well what’s that? 
P:         (pause) I wanna know what “diddy-wah-diddy” means.
G:        Diddy-wah-diddy?  Ya wanna know what it means. 
P:         I wanna know what it means.
G:        I see. Have you been sleeping on a pallet on the floor? 
P:         I have.
G:        You have? Well, I think you need a new mattress, a D-W-D mattress. Go ahead. Try it out. Just lie down there. Huh? What do you think?
P:         Ohh, wow! 
G:        Good, isn’t it?
P:         Oh my gosh. I haven’t been this happy in a long time! 
G:        How’s your mind?
P:         Got a satisfied mind. 
G:        I see. No trouble at all?
P:         No trouble! 
G:        You thinking about your baby?
P:         Don’t need my baby. 
G:        Uh huh.
P:         All I need is a good mattress. 
G:        That’s right. If you’re dissatisfied, you need a D-W-D “Diddy-wah-diddy”. It means “real comfort”.
Singer:             In the country or the city you need sleep to make you pretty, and deem your dreams. That’s what Diddy Wah Diddy, oh that’s what it means.
G:        Yes, D-W-D, the mattress that can change your life.

“Sleep” / Prarie Home Companion / Originally performed by Paula Poundstone and Garrison Keiler

G:        We have a message here from D-W-D Mattress in Innerspring. Do you feel bad when you wake up in the morning? Believe me, you’re not alone. There are others.

P:         I wake up in the morning, troubled in mind, rolling from side to side. Can’t be satisfied.

G:        Really? 

P:         Water tastes like turpentine.

G:        Oh. 

P:         Feel like trouble’s on the way.

G:        Well like what, for example? 

P:         Earthquakes and lightning, hurricane’s a-blowin’…

G:        Mmm hm. 

P:         Rivers overflowing.

G:        Oh yeah? 

P:         Like the end is coming soon.

G:        Oh really? 

P:         I hear the voice of rage and ruin.

G:        Rage and ruin, that’s interesting. What about your baby? Does he treat you mean?

P:         All my children treat me mean. Cause me to weep and cause me to moan every evening when the sun goes down.

G:        I see. Tell me about yourself. 

P:         Well, I was born in a cane break to an old mama lion. My daddy is an engineer and my brother drives a hack. My sister takes in washing and the baby balls the jack.

G:        Well isn’t that somethin’. 

P:         I ain’t had no loving in a long time. What more can I say?

G:        So, have you been wearing your apron low? 

P:         I have no idea what you mean by that.

G:        Have you been to see a doctor about this? 

P:         I went down to the St.James Infirmiry.

G:        You mean the one by Old Joe’s Bar-room? 

P:         Right. I was looking for something to ease my worried mind.

G:        Oh, and? 

P:         Six crapshooters took my high top Stetson hat and a twenty-dollar gold piece off my watch chain and gave me a shot ‘a booze. They had a heart like a stone.

G:        I see. Do you ever feel like laying your head on some lonesome railroad line and let the 219 ease your troubled mind? 

P:         They canceled the 219’s. There’s just the 505 and the 932.

G:        I see. 

P:         So I’m rolling from side to side thinking about the good times that I’ve had and there’s one thing that troubles my mind.

G:        Well what’s that? 

P:         (pause) I wanna know what “diddy-wah-diddy” means.

G:        Diddy-wah-diddy?  Ya wanna know what it means. 

P:         I wanna know what it means.

G:        I see. Have you been sleeping on a pallet on the floor? 

P:         I have.

G:        You have? Well, I think you need a new mattress, a D-W-D mattress. Go ahead. Try it out. Just lie down there. Huh? What do you think?

P:         Ohh, wow! 

G:        Good, isn’t it?

P:         Oh my gosh. I haven’t been this happy in a long time! 

G:        How’s your mind?

P:         Got a satisfied mind. 

G:        I see. No trouble at all?

P:         No trouble! 

G:        You thinking about your baby?

P:         Don’t need my baby. 

G:        Uh huh.

P:         All I need is a good mattress. 

G:        That’s right. If you’re dissatisfied, you need a D-W-D “Diddy-wah-diddy”. It means “real comfort”.

Singer:             In the country or the city you need sleep to make you pretty, and deem your dreams. That’s what Diddy Wah Diddy, oh that’s what it means.

G:        Yes, D-W-D, the mattress that can change your life.

i will bring a song for you

an mmmboptagon

c’est ne pas une pipe

cellular material

cellular material

an enquiry concerning the phenomenon of cell phone pictures

a meta turkey zinespx, i am coming for you.

a meta turkey zine
spx, i am coming for you.

special friend / ickis and oblina’a baby / totem diety

special friend / ickis and oblina’a baby / totem diety

supertime funs

emotionaldistance:

toothandnail:

trying to make a little cash before I head out to RIPExpo in the beginning of August. All books are $2 shipping. payments can be sent to my PayPal at kdifronzo@saic.edu, just let me know what books you want.

Sampler2014,Collection of short comics, Xerox B&W and Color, 20 pg: $10

Saint’s Love, 2014, Long form story about a boy and his violent faith, Xerox B&W, 38 pg: $8

Under Ice, 2012, Kate Bush fan zine featuring cartoonists such as Ian McDuffie, Michael Hawkins, and Katie Parrish, Xerox B&W with Risograph cover, 32 pg: $5

Heavy, 2013, Poem about a bleak weight, Xerox B&W with hand stitch binding, 15 pg: $4

any questions feel free to message me here or email at kdifro@gmail.com

Krystal’s comics are great.

johnporcellino:

My new book, The Hospital Suite, will be debuting officially at SPX, but D+Q will have 45 advance copies at San Diego — with exclusive signed bookplates!

johnporcellino:

My new book, The Hospital Suite, will be debuting officially at SPX, but D+Q will have 45 advance copies at San Diego — with exclusive signed bookplates!

nick-kay:

appletonwisconsin:

DUMB (part 1)

When taking John Porcellino’s workshop at the CHIPRC, I sat next to Danny. Anything I looked over at what he was drawing, I’d start to crack up. His shirtless drawing of Morrissey from the second half of the comics from DUMB might be my favorite.

send me a note and a dollar and I’ll send you turkey-two
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send me a note and a dollar and I’ll send you turkey-two

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