2 Posts in 1 Day OMG!

My alter-ego: Cumin Pepperpot.



Who wants to read a comic that is rarely updated? Yes, you do!

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Goof

Maybe this is me. If I broke my jaw. Twice. I don't know. I tend to start out drawing a face and for lack of inspiration give it my shaggy haircut.

We Got Next Game, Right?

Good thing no one checks this thing. Otherwise they'd see how lazy I truly am.

I hate being rushed to finish a game of pool after you've laid in your 8 quarters but it's especially annoying when the guy is dressed like this.

I'm Neglecting my other Blog

Early comic. We're talking 2004 here. I was unemployed and so spent two days reading the whole of Gary Larson's Complete Farside Collection. After which, I spent the night doodling little cartoons on notecards. They weren't brilliant, but I always liked this one.

Meanwhile at the Annual Nuclear Physicists Convention across town...

How to make a great comic: only care about the pun in the final panel and work your way back from there.

Office Monkey Away!

Appropriate post before I head to work. I felt it was time for a post with some color. Mind you, my digipaint skills consist of using the BucketFill feature only.



I know I'm not the first one to put a monkey in a tie. It was all TBS seemed to do in the 90s. Apparently being on set of one of those shorts is nerve wracking as hell. You have all these people screaming at chimps, trying to get some sort of reaction that they can edit into a scene from a classic movie. Every so often you'll catch a glance from them that seems to ask, "What the devil is their problem?"

So this is Limbo...

I just kinda expected more nothing, you know?



Yeah, I'm weird.

Long day of staring at a computer screen but took a nice twist when I got to participate in a reading of a new play.

Done with Art Class

Bit of a sea theme to this blog thus far. I feel like I see this style everywhere now. Simplistic with thick lines.



I had my last art class at MCTC on Tuesday. I was tired of focusing on random debris and so committed myself to drawing cartoons. The teacher had nothing to say to me.

Hook, Line, and No Ambition

My boss gave me a lift home one day and over the course of twenty minutes told me that I had no ambition. This sketchblog is the result of that conversation.



I'm almost positive I stole this from somewhere. But I felt like drawing a fish. And I think we've all had days like that.