The bunny comes out at night mostly. Mostly.
Chester
The internet is in
Well that took a while.
I have done this. I suspect many have. Human nature I suppose to worry etc.
Back on schedule starting as of now.
No, seriously. Now.
Tip of the internet hat to CrudeDoodle for the idea behind this one.
Internet amok
The internet’s visit continues with unabashed chaos. Posted some progress images for this one on the twitter feed, and will in all likelyhood add as a blog post soon-ish as well. For those who have interest, this is 95% non digital – all bristol, pencils, ink, and masochism. The digital bit is at the end when scanning and perhaps some small cleanup. Which is ironic considering I work 100% digital all day at The Day Job.
Life is very complex.
The internet walks into a bar
That freaky ol’ internet, amirite?
First comic of 2016. Told myself “Self, you are going to get these done WAY ahead of time, get ahead, right on schedule!”. Obviously I then totally blew it and just finished the two-hours-persnicketing-over-the-thing-with-white-out-.003-pens-and-xacto stage.
But there are 51 more weeks right?
One can hope.
Athbhlian faoi Mhaise Daoibh
May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past.
Joy, judgement, and tinsel
Man how time flies when you’re…what have I been doing?
Ah yes. The holidays.
Well back we are and hopefully on schedule. The boys look like they are set for the holiday. Don’t worry about them. It will build character.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. Whatever you do this time of year, hope it’s good.
Thanksgiving gone Wilde
A quick sketchy comic for the holiday with wisdom from Oscar Wilde.
Special thanks to CrudeDoodle for providing motivation in the form of “If you don’t get up a comic this week we are done. DONE.”
Bros before trauma
So. What’s up?
The violence inherent in the season
It’s only a matter of time until kids are Trick or Treating with Christmas stockings and all dressed like Santa. You remember I called it.
The Specials
The idea of one peg left is a lie perpetuated by the puzzle conglomerate.
Retribution with orange juice on the side
And bacon of course. The lesson here is ‘Never get between a man and his triffid’.
Or no – actually it’s ‘Judge not lest ye be thnacked’.
Or maybe ‘Don’t get the cheese omlette. The cook still has pink eye’.
I don’t know man. I just post the thing. I’ll leave you to interpret the meaning.
What’s hot?
That’s right – your momma. You heard it. Hot. Maybe not to me, but to someone. Statistically speaking. I mean there are people out there who would say she’s hot. After all a lot of folks out there have really low standards. OH NO HE DIDN’T.
Yes. Yes I did.
It’s always something.
It’s the little things sometimes. Usually.
Hard to believe this storyline started back in February. Then the calm satisfaction of finishing the journey, quickly followed by the anxious panic realizing you have no idea what you will do next week since you pretty much had a roadmap for months.
Ah creativity. You fickle monster.