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Bible study, day 8

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February 8th, 2016 at 7:00 am

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Bible study, day 7

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February 7th, 2016 at 7:00 am

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Bible study, day 6

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February 6th, 2016 at 7:00 am

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Bible study, day 5

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February 5th, 2016 at 7:00 am

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Darling Donald

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February 4th, 2016 at 12:06 pm

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Bible study, day 4

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February 4th, 2016 at 7:00 am

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Bible study, day 3

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February 3rd, 2016 at 7:00 am

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First runner-up

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February 2nd, 2016 at 7:15 am

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Bible study, day 2

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February 2nd, 2016 at 7:00 am

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Bible study, day 1

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February 1st, 2016 at 7:00 am

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Minipops are back

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It means nowt to you, of course, but it’s a moderately big deal in my own head:

Minipops are back

I started drawing famous people really small in 1999. It was the thing that gave my site a bit of a following. I did a book in 2004 which did alright. I kept on doing them, then in 2009, after threatening (to myself) to do it for ages, I just stopped. But, over the last few months, I’ve had the desire again. I did Sleaford Mods, Nicki Minaj, the 1986 Liverpool team, and a few days ago, The Weeknd.

So, let’s do it again. Reunion tour.






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January 18th, 2016 at 9:16 am

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Flip Flop Fly Ball hiatus

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Self-sabotage is something I’m fairly used to. My brain sees things and goes, “Nope, I’m gonna fuck this up on purpose.” There was a point where I stopped blogging. Actually, that happened twice. Both time I stopped, slowly got back into it and found that each time, the audience has gotten noticeably smaller. Entirely own fault. I stopped using Facebook last year, and deleted the Flip Flop Flyin’ page from there, too. I’d half expected the people who followed my work there to shift, but as far as I can tell, that’s not happened. My own fault, and in hindsight, totally understandable. In the electronic age, me saying “follow me on my blog, not on Facebook anymore” is pretty much like releasing a movie on Betamax.

I think that something that ended up being self-sabotage was entirely unexpected: getting into baseball. This happened over ten years ago. Because of that ten year anniversary last summer (Twins vs. Yankees, Yankee Stadium, New York, 27 July 2005) I’ve thought a lot about the ten years that baseball has existed for me. It took about four years for it to really take over, though. When I split off the sport-y stuff from Flip Flop Flyin’ into its own site, Flip Flop Fly Ball, it was purely to allow the FFF followers to look at my drawings without having to wade through baseball-related stuff. But, there was an unexpectedly large amount of interest in FFFB, and pretty soon I found myself with a contract to do a book about baseball.

And that was it for a few years. Looking at the archive on Flip Flop Flyin’, I still did non-baseball stuff, but I did a lot more baseball-related stuff on Flip Flop Fly Ball. That began to swing back last year. I kinda felt that I had less and less to say about baseball. I still enjoyed it, still went to Diablos Rojos games, but on the whole, I was enjoying just enjoying it; it not being part of my “career.” And personally, that has been a rewarding change. I’ve enjoyed doing and concentrating more on art than baseball. Baseball is a hobby. And I very much like having that as a hobby. So much of the Flip Flop Fly Ball stuff was about learning and trying to understand a sport and culture that were alien to me. By the time the book came out I began to feel like I was a part of the baseball world; certainly the baseball corner of the Internet. I had carved out the niche-y-est of niches on Baseball Internet: The English Guy Who Watches Mexican Baseball.

Something else that probably can’t be ignored is the timing of things. At a point when my personal life was an absolute shambles, I had baseball and I had infographics to distract me. It was very very helpful to think about statistics and facts, organising information into neat infographics at a time when my mental state was the exact opposite: unorganised and emotional. If I read a book about the 1970s Cincinnati Reds then I don’t have to think about my failing personal life. If I investigate the history of early 20th century players, I can distract myself from the fact that I am miserable every day.

But, there’s only so long you can fool yourself. Several cities and loads of apartments later and I’m still not mentally splendid, but it’s time to stop distracting myself. Which is one of the reasons why I’m not gonna be doing much baseball stuff on Flip Flop Fly Ball for the foreseeable future. I’m not killing it off, as much as that is tempting, but I am also not gonna feel guilty anymore about not updating it more regularly. If I want to do something, I will, and if I don’t I won’t. That may mean there’s nothing for a few months or for a year. It’s also possible that this simple act of writing about it might free up my mind enough to not feel any pressure to keep going with the site, and stuff might come flooding out. I don’t know. But right now, Flip Flop Fly Ball is on an indefinite hiatus.

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January 17th, 2016 at 1:10 pm

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Not even trying

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Perry, Schwimmer, Kudrow: you’re not even trying.

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January 17th, 2016 at 11:54 am

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The BBC’s box office boner

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January 12th, 2016 at 8:38 am

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Best of 2015

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Ever since I was a teenager, I’ve always felt like there’s a really great idea that’s just out of reach. Back in my twenties in my university days, it would be there in the dream state you’re in just before properly waking up at noon. And then when I woke up, it’d be gone, and I’d spend a ton of time trying to think what it might’ve been. I still feel like that, but it feels more pressing now. Like, I kinda need that idea to come along, cos I’m sick of being average at what I do. Okay, that’s a tiny bit self-deprecating, but in the grand scheme of thinks I know I’m decent at drawing and ideas, but not Premier League. Problem is, I feel like the last few years, I’ve flirted with relegation out of the Football League, down to non-League football. (Sports metaphors are annoying, I know.) I did this last year (Best of 2014) with similar thoughts in my head. I will do it again now, and hope and hope and hope that I don’t feel like this next December.

So, here’s the things that I did in 2015 that I still quite like.

This Season’s Flags < loads more here

Rave Octagon

Neptune Fish Bar

Kraftwerk 12345678 < eight other drawings here

The boy whose head was a part of the Panama Canal likes vanilla ice cream but doesn’t have a mouth

Football field (dub mix)

Mountains < loads more here

Heroes-The_Idiot

Cactus with daffodils and fairy lights

ME><I<0 < way bigger here

Adivina Quien?

And this, a short animated drawing of King Tubby’s Studio. Nothing much happens, but I dig it:

King Tubby's studio. Animated illustration. #illustration #pixelart #animation #kingtubby #kingston #jamaica #dub

A video posted by Craig Robinson (@flipflopflying) on

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December 29th, 2015 at 6:39 am

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The PC Bridgade

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Here they come, with their empathy and being a bit thoughtful about their use of language, the bastards.

I am fucking sick to death of the right wing, Daily Express-reading, UKIP-voting (Fox News-watching, Trump-supporting) fuck knuckles pretending that somehow the concept of using language in a more empathetic manner is some massive lefty plan to suppress their gobs. You can still use those words if you want, ya dinosaur, but you’re on the wrong side of history. If you wanna fight that battle, go for it, but there are better, more important battles to fight than the one that allows you to still call someone a faggot cos that’s what you’ve always called “them.”

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October 28th, 2015 at 1:06 pm

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///<>\\\

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Last night I heard my mama singing a song ooh eee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep

Agadoo doo doo push pineapple shake the tree.

100m world record holder, World Series MVP, first British person on the moon, Wi-Fi inventor, professional illustrator.

Idiot

One step up from a chimpanzee

Battered sausage, chips and gravy please, duck

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October 9th, 2015 at 8:41 am

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Music in a bar in July

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Found a note where I’d scribbled this all down, but somehow forgot to mention it here at the time…

In a local bar in July, they played these three songs in a row.

When I was a teenager, I thought it was really cool that a band named themselves after a watch. And they had a club! A SOCIAL club! How do I join? Can I send off a stamped addressed envelope? Do I get membership card? A badge?

*Searches eBay for “BW” music stand thingy*

And then they played this in the bar:

It was July. Now, I am very much in favour of this sort of behaviour. Christmas songs, some Christmas songs, are wasted on only being heard for one month a year. And nobody is ever gonna stop me listening to Mariah whenever the hell I goddam want.

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October 8th, 2015 at 8:29 am

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Brothers in Arms

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September 16th, 2015 at 8:38 am

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Nine years of sleep

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This keeps on going. Will it ever stop? Well, I guess this post exactly one year from now would be a good time to stop doing it.

A decade of sleep has a nice ring to it. But, also, wouldn’t it be nice if this kept on going until the day it is no longer updated because I am dead?

Click here to see it full-size.

Previously:
Eight years of sleep
Seven years of sleep
Six years of sleep
Five years of sleep
Four years of sleep
Three years of sleep
Two years of sleep
A year of sleep

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September 11th, 2015 at 7:19 am