Look at that caveman gooooooooo… Whatever. You guys aren’t even paying attention to what I’m writing down here. You’re all rewatching the new Rogue One trailer on repeat. …so am I. I can probably get away with putting one of[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I know that “The Ballad of the Drunken Sailor” is most likely this, but I’ve never been able to get this tune out of my head any time I’ve read this page. Side Note: The Mighty Griz is now touring[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s a hard day to be funny. But we’re so close to the finish line on our first issue, and sometimes you just gotta’ keep moving, keep making your art, and trying to give the world things to keep smiling[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Ah, the dreaded “To Be Continued.” You’ll note, somewhere down the page, that the ashcan version of this page similarly “leaves you hanging.” It left me hanging for more than a couple years. Not that I’m bitter. You, on the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Right? Because it’s Part 2? It’s both funny and relevant to today’s audience, correct? (Honestly, the only actual worthwhile reference to that movie is this.) But here we are, about to start the second chapter of Levi’s World! And while[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Sometimes I forget the underlying darkness of Levi’s World, about where Xavier and Glen actually come from and why Levi’s World is such an important discovery for Xavier. And why it’s so important for him to go get Glen to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m titling with my stomach today. Hungry now. Well, today marks the three year anniversary of the last time we posted a Baujahr strip, and I’m feeling more than a little nostalgic for the little bugger (as well as for[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m shooting for the power to make my cats clean their own litter box. How about you? Doesn’t matter though, since I lost the instruction manual for my super-suit anyway.
I mean, it could always be a pie fight. Not one of those classics where everyone is tossing pies at each other. I mean a good ol’ fashioned street fight between a Hostess Pudding Pie and maybe a meyer lemon.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I also gotta admire the simplistic elegance of t-shirts worn by the kids at Xavier and Glen’s school. A “z,” a “p,” an exclamation point, and Xavier’s own number three. Then just one random kid with a Red Wings shirt.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
