My pal Herc drew this in celebration of the 10th year anniversary of Wide Awake Press.  Thanks again, Mr. Petmezas, I love it!

“Josh had plenty of chances to screw up the ending, and he navigated all of it to end up with a very satisfying and funny comic.” -Whitey

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“not terribly funny, not terribly hip, not particularly effective as satire, and just kind of sat there in a dull fashion.” -some asshole.

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Welp, folks, the next Rashy is underway. If you didn’t like the last one, you’ll REALLY hate this.

Look of it soon, I mean, if you feel like it.

You know, the only thing I like more than cute and cuddly toys, is cute and cuddly toys of my characters.

Just LOOK at that piece of art. I couldn’t be more thrilled. In fact, first glance of plush Rashy brought a tear to my eye. I demand to be buried with with him by my side.

Please allow me to give credit where credit is due. This is a custom, one-of-a-kind plush toy created by the talented and brilliant Jennifer Bennett over at Handmade Stuffs.

Not only does she have dozens of oddball plushes for sale on her site, but as she did a custom cuddle buddy for me, she can for you too. Jennifer can make you a loveable squeezable version of your favorite character, a loved one, or an enemy, such as the pope. Why not?  I am considering commissioning a Morrissey plush. She does well with portrait work.

The buck doesn’t stop at plushes. Heavens, no. Jennifer also makes aprons and bags and other neat things. Honestly, if you do your gift shopping anywhere else, you are a stupid idiot.

Go give her some love, Lattaphiles! Go forth! Make me proud.

“Latta is better at mining humor out of awkwardness and sleaze than he is out of pure absurdity, and as a result this story winds up being fairly forgettable.” -Robert Clough

They say any publicity is good publicity!

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Can you find me in the poster?

Hiya, folks. I just got back from Heroes Con and, boy, are my guts tired. No doubt from being puked out so much. Welcome to another Heroes Con wrap-up extravaganza brought to you by Bud Light and a lifetime of resentment.

All is quiet on the nerdly front.

Oh boy, where do I start? Oh yes, the beginning. My main man and love of my life, Brad McGinty, recently moved to Minnesota – so I was pretty stoked that he made the trek back to Atlanta to meet up with a coupla dogs in tow.  We felt kinda guilty leaving my ol’ lady to care for 5(!) dogs, poopin’ and ah’ peein’ the joint up, but you know, comics.  Anyway, Brad met me bright and early and, like we do every year, we met up with everyone’s best friend, J. Chris Campbell, in Greenville.  This year we shook it up a bit and picked up fellow letch Duane Ballenger too. Thank Gawd that we all travel light and without toothbrushes, ‘cos we were all packed in there tight and one thing you can count on, we will bring back a lot of junk.

The lovely Heroes Con staff.

Our comic caravan arrived at the Charlotte Convention Center, only an hour late. That’s a new record for us. We frantically set up our books so we could, I dunno, stare at them and freak out. Yeah, Friday is usually pretty slow, but cripes, I thought about burning my comics in a fit of rage and becoming an accountant.   Actually, it’s pretty nice for the early birds because I doubt there is any other convention where you can walk right up to the big names and get in some face time. Friday is good for this.  It’s also nice to have some time to walk around and see my pals like Ben Towle, Meghan Ansbach, Patrick Dean, Robert Newsome, Stephanie Gladden,  John Miller,  Joey Weiser, Drew Weing, Chris Schweizer, Andy Runton,  Chris Pitzer, Rob Venditti, Justin and Jason Gammon, Van Jensen, Heather McKinney, The boys (and girl)of Dollar Bin, Dustin Harbin, Dean Trippe, Jason Horn, Rich Tommaso, Hunter Jin Clark, Tucker Weston, Scott, Fletcher and the rest of the usual gang of idiots.

L to R : Sailor Moon,  Patrick Dean, Spider-Man 2099.

Robert Newsome

Sorry, didn’t mean to drop names that soon, but these things happen. Me and my butterfingers! Ho! Ho!

I like this gentleman’s bangs.

That night, I hit the booze pretty hard, so I spent most of my time spitting in Meghan’s face.  I wish that was a joke.

I have total disdain for my fans.

*side rant* Neal Adams was in attendance and he was charging 5 dollars just to sign something. Five dollars. Way to gouge the only people in the world that gives a shit about you, Neal. Mark my words, fans. I will never take advantage of you.

That’ll be 5 dollars, please.

Women in comics. L to R: Shannon Smith, Ashley Holt.

J. Chris Campbell and Brad McGinty.

Saturday fared much better for my table mates, Shannon Smith, J.Chris, Brad, Ashley Holt and I. We actually all sold some funnies, but not all that much. If I can be as so bold as to speak for everyone, sales weren’t all that hot on comics. Don’t cry for us yet though, we all spent the day drawing like mad. Y’see, this really isn’t a comic show. It’s a sketch show. As Shannon Smith pointed out, all the people that come to Heroes already have a pull box. They come to this show to get sketches. I’d always prefer to sell the actual comics to new readers, but beggars can’t be choosers.

Thor by Brad mcGinty

Thor by Josh Latta

Thor by J. Chris Campbell

Money has been a little tight for me this year (read: I am broke) so I stayed off the floor as much as I could to not taunt myself with shiny trinkets and other ephemera that I don’t really need. However, I did find myself constantly hovering around the Handmade Stuffs booth. I love toys, or more specifically, I love weird, off-model toys.  Jennifer’s custom plushies are adorable, brilliant and may even win the best in show ribbon, as far as I am concerned. Do yourself the favor and check out her work and buy something. She even does commissions. If I didn’t have such a hard-core coke habit, I would have bought one of each. Oh well, C’est la vie!

Lion-O by Handmade Stuffs.

There was another booth I kept finding myself drawn to:  Stephanie Buscema.  Holy crap, are you guys hip to her? Stephanie’s work puts me in mind of one of my all time faves, Mary Blair.  I am really in love with her work. I didn’t meet Stephanie, but I met her husband and I am in love with him too. What a righteous dude. I bought this charming Dr. Doom voodoo print from him and it’s become one of my most prized possessions.

Sorry for the bad pic, I made my own camera.

I take my own beer to the lobby.

That night – wait, do you guys even really care what I do at night? I sure hope so. That night, I got to hang out with some new friends that I made as well as my bedmates and Ashley.  We took our annual trip down to Phat Burrito. It wasn’t very good. The company was, though. We all bought beer and booze once we got away from the convention center. Seriously, what’s the deal with the lack of places to buy beer in town? No matter. I turned in a bit early (2 instead of 5 am.) What a mistake I made. I awoke to the sound of Shannon Smith puking and came to find out that Brad and Meghan went swimming in the fountain. I was made jealous by both these activities.

L to R: Hit-Girl and Kick-Ass.

L to R: Aquaman, Dr. Strange and Superman.

Sunday was actually a pretty strong day, sales-wise.  I think it’s because it’s the day the creators walk around and buy crap from the people they partied with the night before.  I did even more sketches to the point that I think I might as well just give my comics away and do the sketches for cheddar. It might be the only model for these shows. Anyway, Sunday was nice and I got to spend some time talking to my  brand new friends Holly Schwartz, Wes Brooks, Tara Harris, Molly Coffee and Hatuey Diaz.

My contribution to a Sesame Street VS Muppets sketchbook.

Hatuey and Molly live in Atlanta. Why haven’t I met either of them until now?  Looks like you two have a new stalker! I also had a great conversation with Rich Barrett about self-promotion. I think most cartoonists need to give this topic another look.

L to R: J. Chris, Brad, Josh, Shannon.

That’s a lot of facial hair.

It’s time to pour a 40 oz to my homies that weren’t able to make it this year, Rob Ullman, Pat Lewis and Sally Bloodbath. You were all sorely missed.

Heather McKinney

So that’s pretty much it. The end. Oh wait! Lemme tell you about some of the crap that I got.

Nerd X-Mas.

Spazz 4 by Emi Gennis

I’ve talked about Emi before, and I will talk about her again. I love her comics. Honestly, given a stack of comics, I will read hers first.  I love the Wikipedia strange deaths and her autobio stuff. I also love the fact that she draws herself peeing a lot.

Rocking So Hard by Shannon Smith

Shannon Smith is the hardest working woman in comics. Just kidding, Shannon is a guy, but he does always have something new and I always look forward to it. Shannon’s work is getting stronger and stronger.  I am really into the copyright infringing stories featuring Spiderman and Hulk, I mean, Thunk.

Nathan Sorry by Rich Barrett

I think Hollywood is gonna snatch Rich up before too long. He’s too good at spinning suspenseful yarns to be in the comic ghetto.

Chester 5000 XYV by Jess Fink

Yowsa! Every other page in the masterpiece has a Victorian-era girl banging a robot or another girl.  God bless you, Top Shelf booth.  To use the illustrious Hustler rating system, I give this three boners up.

My Buscema print.

Essential Fantastic Four vol 4 by Jack Kirby and Stan Lee

It’s my annual Heroes Con tradition to buy one of these cheap trades at the cheap trade booth. This year was no different. I had to roll the dice and pick FF vol 4 over Thor vol. 1. Why you ask? Well, I am gonna tell you, don’t be so pushy. I always loved the Fantastic Four in spite of, or possibly because of the fact that I never actually read it.  All I know is that I have flipped through it 85 times already.

Donald Duck figure and April O’Neal print. You figure out which one’s which.

Star Wars Star Tour figure Donald Duck as Han Solo

I am pretty much, in life, scanning everywhere I go for Disney ducks.  I caught a glance of this bizzaro amalgam in some random 5 dollar bin. I think it’s a pretty cool figure, but I don’t know why they gave Donald the hair.  I mean, all they had to do was put him in the vest and belt and we would have all figured it out.

Duck Tails By Henry Eudy.

The Pretentious Pervert and Sordid Tales  by Henry Eudy

This is what I want and so rarely see. Filthy, scummy mini comics made by jerks.  Why not? It seems to me the mini comic scene has been curtseying to an imaginary child audience.  Tips for cartoonist: Relish your underground!  We can do anything we want. I say we do.

Character Witness:  Portraits by Ashley Holt.

Ashey Holt’s caricatures are always spot-on.  They are sympathetic and sensitive to his subject even when Ashley isn’t.  He never is.  He’s a great cartoonist and all-around crank.

Well folks, it was nice to see all of you.  Thanks to everyone that came by and said hi. Until next time, true-believers! See ya in the funny papers.

All pictures ransacked from Robert Newsome and Heather McKinney.

“My expectations were high, since the last issue was a Midnight Fiction Favorite. Well, I’m happy to report that in many ways this one is even better.” -Richard Krauss

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I go to Fluke every year, and this was one of them… The end. Just kidding.  I shouldn’t rib you this much before your morning Zero Bar.

Is this communist Russia? Nope, it’s Fluke!

Oh man, I love Fluke.  It’s really my favorite comic show of the year. Why you ask? That’s a pretty pushy question, but okay, it’s because it’s all about the comics, that’s right, comics. Y’see most cons have gone the way of courting Zombie no. 2 from Walking Dead and the old dude that played Mike TeeVee in the original Willy Wonka vehicle to darken their hotel lobbies, but Fluke maintained it’s mission after all these years. (10 at press time -ed.) There is no hierarchy at Fluke, the tables are first come, first serve basis. Whether you are a fresh-faced SCAD student with your first mini, or a grizzled pro,  you get the same Fluke treatment.  Which is, by all accounts, good. Kudos to my buddies Robert Newsome and Patrick Dean for going above and beyond the call of comic duty and organizing this truly unique funnybook expo.

Adam from the Dollar Bin interview Robert and Patrick in that order.

You can find me by searching for Moz’s angsty visage.

Not to sound like I am bragging, or anything, but I gotta admit, I did pretty well at this Fluke, sales-wise and all that. Like I said, though, i am not bragging.  The money has already been blown on snack cakes and temporary tattoos.

Shannon Smith and Josh Latta: I can’t stop counting my money.

Henry Eudy and Josh Latta

People seemed pretty stoked about the latest, and greatest Rashy Rabbit adventure, ‘Droppin’ Anchor.’  I heard lots of nice things about the book and the art inside the book. Thanks everyone. I know funny animals are a tough sell, what, with there waning popularity over the last 5 decades, but you guys make all the blood sweat and ink worth it.

Rashy Rabbit 7

I gotta give credit where credit is due, Droppin’ Anchor’s cover was designed by my main man, J. Chris Campbell. I always trust his intuitions. Chris slam dunked it,  he knocked it out of the park and other sport references I don’t quite get.

J.Chris Campbell

This jam piece by J.Chris, Shannon Smith, Andy Runton,  Ashley Holt & Josh was in loving tribute to Brad McGinty. (RIP)

Mr. Big-Shot signing a comic book.

One thing I need to make abundantly clear, however, is that I don’t just go to Fluke to sell comics. I go to Fluke to trade comics too. Nothing warms my little black heart like reading comic books. I especially like mini comics simply because of their wide array of genre and subject matter. You never know what you’re going to get.  I got a lot, believe you, me I got a lotta comics. In fact, I think I might even tell you about some of them. You may wanna freshen up your drink.

The booty from Fluke 2011

• The FLUKE Anthology: Holy jeez! What a value! You get this happening book free with the 2 dollar admission.  I read this one first and there wasn’t a stinker in the book. It’s a shame this thing doesn’t come out monthly.
• Volver Anacer Born Again by Derek M. Ballard: Derek can draw like nobody’s business, so needless to say, he found his audience outside of America.  This mini features illustrated Spanish children’s dreams.
• Flex Fantastic by Matt Albecht and Malcolm Tatum: I dunno who did what on this book, but I wanna shake botht he creators hands. I loved this comic. It’s  funny, strange, tongue in cheek, but most importantly, it’s cartoony!
• The Highlight Of The Prague! by Allen Spetnagel : Wow! what a weird comic. What is going on inside your head, Allen?
• Ninjasaur Versus Professor Deadbones by Jason Horn:  This book puts me in mind of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and I mean that in the nicest way possible.
• Mermin 3&4 by Joey Weiser: Somebody turn this into a cartoon, pronto.
• From The Wikipedia List of Unusual Deaths: The Collyer Brothers by Emmi Gennis: I love this concept and I loved the art and loved the story.  I only wish I got all Emi’s  creepy books.
• I Am My Own Stereotype The My Small Diary Collection By Delaine Derry Green: After reading this, I feel as though I am an expert on all things Delaine.  There are worst things to learn about, you know?
• Personal Charm A Collection Of Comics By Zine Quees Missy Kulik: I am also the residential expert on all things Missy. My only regret is that I didn’t know Missy in the 90′s.
• Papposilenos Presents: Kday and the Knight By William Tucker Weston: ANOTHER high quality thick book? I am running out of things to say. I love how Tucker’s work hearkens back to the classic comics of our great grandparents day.
• Bit Lip by Patrick Dean: These dirty little drawings gave me a semi-lob-on.
• Dem Urly Settlahs A Dang Ol Book Of Comics by Brent: Hillbillies always work for me.

Welp, another Fluke has come and gone, and the stack of comics will stay with me forever. Seriously. I can’t get rid of comics.  The only thing missing? YOU. That’s right, you. Make the trip already. Well, not now, Fluke is over, but next year, true believer.

Excelsior!

all pictures stolen from Heather, Adam and Delaine.

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