HEY! LOOK! It's an update! For you! Yeah! Think of it as a present that you really don't want, but your kindly grandmother gave it to you anyway, so you have to like it, but then you throw it in the back of the closet and forget about it until you're 30 and then you feel bad for hating the present because your grandma died. Yeah, exactly like that.
Interestingly enough, this comic technically represents an event that happened about a year ago. I just thought it was kinda funny and worth putting on the site. It was when I still worked at a high school (which I don't work at anymore because I graduated college).
Oh, and I think I mentioned that I'm in a band (or, I show up to a real band's rehearsals and they don't have the heart to kick me out)! We're called the Castle Town Convicts! We've got a
myspace, a
facebook page, and we've begun putting short video of our rehearsals on the
youtubes. If you're wondering, I'm the dude in the Terrible Army Jacket That I Always Wear. I wear it so much that I often draw myself wearing it.
Oh, and remember to click on the image to make it bigger.
I took a bowling class once in college, but I was never very good. I compensated for this by throwing the ball REALLY REALLY hard. Sometimes, though, this comes at the cost of accuracy, as you see so (poorly) illustrated here. I was bowling with Eileen and one of her really old friends, and they happened to see this moment of shame.
My friends Katelyn and Zach had a small Superbowl get-together on Sunday so we could all eat hot wings and watch awesome commercials and maybe accidentally watch the game. It was AWESOME. Katelyn sang a line from that one Katy Perry song, despite the fact that none of us like Katy Perry. It was just fun to annoy Lyz. By the end of the game, however, we were coming to terms with the possibility that we might actually be kinda tired. Boo.
I live in Valhalla with my roommates. They are awesome. Clockwise, the people in this comic are: Me, Belinda, Eileen, and Chris. They are awesome people to live with.
About the comic, I used a scanner that belongs to one of my roommates, but the problem is that light still got into the scanner, darkening the image. Oh, well. Now I know to weigh it down and block out external light. Don't worry, only this and Thursday's comics will look like this!
HEY! LOOK! It's an update! For you! Yeah! Think of it as a present that you really don't want, but your kindly grandmother gave it to you anyway, so you have to like it, but then you throw it in the back of the closet and forget about it until you're 30 and then you feel bad for hating the present because your grandma died. Yeah, exactly like that.
So I'm back from a fantabulous week working with the Gear Up program, which focusses on getting kids to a four-year university. The kids were awesome, and the other staff were the coolest people ever. One, whom I will refer to as "College Mom" (because she was like everybody's mom during that week, see), wanted me to include her in the comic. Her condition? Make her younger, thinner, and more shapely. And a superhero. She made that part very clear.
