I'm Not Giving Up On For Better or For Horrible.

New one up today.


Anybody feel like coming up with a new template for this thing? I'm bored with this one and don't feel like working on something new.

Introducing For Better or for Horrible

In a bold attempt at copycatting, and in response to the terrible, horrible, news that For Better or For Worse is STARTING ALL OVER AGAIN with NO REGARD for anybody's feelings, I have launched a Tumblog mashing the art of FBorFW with the writing of Hagar the Horrible.

Every Time I Think I've Found the Purpose of The Internet,

Something else comes along and proves that I'm way off base. Like a live-action re-enactment of Garfield comic strips, followed by music montages.


Thanques, Sistr!

Pencil Got You on the Run?

Nobody really responded to the call for t-shirt ideas, so I had to come up with my own. To do so, I once again dipped into the font of comic strips I drew in college. This is one of the earliest, and still one of my favorites:

All yours for $19. MADE IN THE USA, people.

If I sell 2 (including myself), consider this a regular feature.

Real-Life!

Wednesday and its Personal Revelations

When I was in college, I drew a comic strip called Plastic for the college newspaper. Get this: they rarely made sense...on purpose. Click to enlarge!

In this one, the guy with the tassled hat sticks his tongue out in different directions. Fun fact: I sold a painting version of this to a dude for like $250. In real dollars, $250 was $159,334 then.


This one delves into a certain ethical situation I'm sure we've all experienced:


This one involves a dude with a hand for a body being all demanding:

Photo Essay #13: Things Around the House!

This morning, I was awoken at the ungodly hour of noon or something by the dude that was coming by to clean the ducts so that one day we might have air-conditioning eventually if two other people come by and say what needs to be fixed. When I got up, I did so really quickly because I didn't want to wait even longer, and managed to pull 1/3 of the muscles in my back. I'm getting old!

Anyway! Because of that, I didn't go to taco night. Instead, I stayed home by myself. Round about 2am, I got a little restless and decided to take a quick inventory of the house.

1. The kitchen:


Lots of condiments and beer. And I live with two women! Goodbye, stereotypes!

2. Books that haven't been useful in nearly a decade. Click to enlarge, and remember when they were useful to you too!


3. Bikes and parts of bikes.


4. Cat.


5. Patriotic mail from the roommate's little sister. Check that--adorable patriotic mail from the roommate's little sister.


6. Homage to the original King of R&B, animatronic and sitting on the floor next to the bookcase.


7. Another cat: puma-like and photogenic.


8. Paintings outside the bathroom by Ben. Sometimes people need instructions.


9. Fancy glasses with funny faces on them.


10. Me.

Achewood's Archetypal Bartender

The archetypal bartender uses big words and cares about the patron's life. This is where the archetypal bartender and I diverge.