I don’t smoke marijuana personally. I haven’t since my twenties. But there was a time when I knew the lay of the land quite well. During the 1980′s the Puppets would get togther nearly every day to “practice.” That is, we’d sit around, doing bongs and drawing cartoons all day. Sometimes we’d manage to sneak in an hour behind our instruments, but this was by no means a certainty.
“Pot Comics” was an idea I had about a comic only a pot smoker could love: entirely devoid of humorous entry to anyone who wasn’t under the influence. It had its inspiration in my high school years, of course (where — yes — I actually had a friend nicknamed “Stoney;” didn’t we all?), when such sentences as “what a STONED thing to say!” were commonplace. This was the 1970s, after all.
The first such comic had the punch line “whoops! Dropped the matches!” (I can no longer find this strip, but you get the idea.) I did a couple more and moved on, but the concept caught fire under Cris. Even though strip gags were not really his forte, he would just churn them out. I guess the egalitarian subjectivity of the non-humor appealed to him. Then Curt and I started doing them too, and soon we were coming up with more and more bizarre variations on the theme. Somewhere along the way, they even actually started to become funny.
When I finally gave up smoking pot, my life improved vastly as a consequence. But I’ll admit I spent a lot less time sitting around drawing. So then, here is a tribute to those days when all I needed was a table, a bong and a notebook. (Nowadays, it takes two power strips worth of gizmos to acheive the same results.) These comics also give an insight into they way the interplay between the three of us would manifest itself in non-musical form. I have boxes and boxes of Puppets doodles, but this was the longest sustained running series we ever did.
Enjoy…and please don’t tell the pigs.































hehe reminds me of my 43 year old friend who never stopped smoking pot.
I love you guys.
Alot.
that’s cool. meat puppets are the best. this site is real good too. long live the puppets!
just like smoking, every ex stoner should have their own comicstonerjournal! im gettin one of those notepads right away.
Derrick, I remember back when you posted on this website a cartoon titled “Derrick Bostrom’s World”, or something similar to that title. I don’t remember exactly, but the comic had something to do with a bunny harassing some person while saying, “Guess what animal I am.” You said you did it for some magazine or something, and I was wondering if you had any more of these in store.
Most likely, cartoons by me will get posted over at Bostworld unless they have specific Puppets content.
dearest Derrick,
“an East Coast Story for Ye”
a couple of years ago (i live in Alexandria, Va) i got arrested on federal property with MARI-JEW-WANY, and they made me pee in a cup for a year, thusly, I COULDn’T SMOKE. f-in’ pigs.
i went through all the withdrawl symptoms you describe…but, i couldn’t wait to pack up that bong…i had to wait A WHOLE YEAR.
i wish i could say that sweet green nectar of smokey bliss “just wasn’t the same”, but it was better than ever and i appreciated my “medicene” even more! WHAT A SICK BASTARD!!!
but i was and am not a wake n’ bake type dude…i wait ’til the night when my “bid-niss” is taken care of.
you still got any hook-ups? i’ll drive out to Arizona if you can get me a Q.P.?? i’m running low
; )
ThIs coMics ArE verY cOOl…. I`m from GERmanY aNd I tHinK tHAt The MEAT PUPPETS are THe BeST….
Muhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
YOU ARE FREAKS!!!!
Thats very funny…
Everybody i know smokes pot. Derrick did you or do you find it hard to be around stoners to this day?
just wondering
Robert
I don’t know if “hard” would be the right word. It wasn’t any harder to work with the brothers after I stopped. But I gravitated away from the party scene and didn’t replace it with other partiers. Any more, marijuana and its adherents are not a part of my life.
I guess the closest I get to answering “yes” to your question, is that I admit to a mild exasperation at some of my younger co-workers (and — I admit it — at some of the comments I get here).
fucking priceless!….im getting stoned ASAP (again)