Apparently now that it is 2017 we are supposed to have a “dadsona” in addition to our fursonae, dragonsonae, witchsonae, and all our other various alternate cartoon identities. Thanks, Internet. Thanks for that.
So this is a thing I did for a zine Evan Dahm put together a while back. The zine was called “Hail Stan!”, and the basic idea was “misunderstood or misheard comedy Satanism”. It was printed in black on red paper. I’m pretty sure Nick helped me come up with some parts of this.
Every time I look at these I giggle, and think I’d like to make some more Pocket Goetia trading cards.
Yesterday, the Supreme Court handed down a ruling: two people of any gender can get married anywhere in the US. I painted my nails rainbow colors to celebrate. Then I decided I wanted to draw something as well, and this fell out.
Really, I feel like this is kind of the fate of every holiday celebrating some ethnicity’s independence in the US: “hey I guess these people are cool but what’s really important here is drinking funny-colored liquor. And maybe dressing funny, too.” And once every single battle a LGBTQI* activist could dream of has been won, that’s what will remain of Pride.
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If you are the kind of person who likes to share stuff on Tumblr, I bothered to do a separate post there this time with the image chopped up for better display. It’s here.
Here is some old stuff from 2000 I just found. It’s an exquisite corpse comic called “The Bear’s Tale”, drawn by me and some of my furry friends.
Yesterday was “hourly comics day”. The goal seems to be to draw something about your day every hour. I decided to do it. So witness a fairly typical day in the life of ME!
One day I was flirting with my ex Nick over IM in the usual weird fantasy sex manner, and I started talking about a river of sperm filled with jewels. He commented that I sounded “all Adventure Time: After Dark”.
And um then comics kinda happened. I think I have a permanent reservation in the Nightosphere now.