I've been painting some abstracts for no good reason.
I wish I was as cool as Gerhard Richter...

Working overtime...

on comics!!!!!

much better than paying attention to politics, can I get an AMEN people?!
No?
Ok, I'll just go back to drawing my comics.

Time Flies Like a Bananananananana

How many "n"s in banana?  Too many.  If I am elected I will repeal at least one of the "n"s in banana.

There is a bit of a political rant in there, but don't get all worked up.  I, for one, have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about.

The new story I am reading is Time Flies Like an Arrow subtitled Fruit Flies Like a Banana.  I like subtitles.  Maybe a little pretentious... sometimes.  Mine are meant to be like when someone adds an extra line onto a joke, or when they put a maraschino cherry on your sundae.  It might not be funny or edible but the effort is well intentioned.  They want to make a good thing better.  Then it's ruined.  Human nature.

Again, what am I talking about?  You have to listen to the episode.

WARNING: Political Nerd Joke COMING

Yes, I do believe in the resistance.
Thanks be to the Gods.

Oh, anyway... new CHEAP FUN PODCAST episode coming this week.

Another way not to make money!

Episode 1: Spaghetti and Meatballs is now up.
Here's a drawing for good measure...

Yellow sub-machine

I guess there is no point in arguing that I am not  influenced by pop art.
As an undergraduate I tried my best to deny my electric bright, super cheesy color instincts.
I also wore shirts that were too small for me with the names of bands I didn't listen to.

Here is a drawing of mustard, and another of some shapes that I did over the summer.  They will be included in an art sale happening the weekend after Thanksgiving.

Always being surrounded by desperate men...

I feel anxious, weepy, and weak.

A box in a baby stroller with no crooked wheels.

Gotta try to remember the security code.

To lock up this house that I don't own

against men who are not my enemies

-enemies speak to me through walls

-enemies always threatening 

-enemies far away but here

-an anonymous boot print in the ruin

I lock up my house and stare at my small pile of flammables

things that are no more mine than when they are picked from the dumpster.

I waste this way

When I should be desperate...

desperate to be a man.

*edit #2 made on the starry night of September 9th 2012 having drank a beer to salute the end of summer.  I will have another tomorrow to salute Monday (around the same time) for being almost over.  In that way I am very much like Garfield.