Archive for October, 2011

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Sportswear Wolf.

October 28, 2011

Oh boy, they just keep coming…

 

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Curse of the Dummy.

October 26, 2011

Another Halloween pun for today.  ‘Tis the season…

 

 

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Abrahampire.

October 24, 2011

I’ve heard many times that there are no original ideas.  This often seems true.  When was the last time you searched for something on Google and had no results?  It’s virtually impossible.

Ridiculous phrases like “cheese yo-yo” get 5,050 results.

Even the string of random letters “fdsajkl” yield 13,900 hits.

However, if you enter “Abrahampire” Google can’t find any pages.  Not a single one!  So I guess there are some original ideas.

Just not any good ones…

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New-moon spectacles have not caught on yet.

October 21, 2011

I wasn’t trying to make these glasses look as ugly as possible, it just worked out that way.  Happy Friday everyone!

 

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Sometimes deer wish they could wear sweaters.

October 17, 2011

I keep getting emails regarding the possibility of t-shirts for one of my older cartoons about broccoli.  I finally did create a shirt, but the watercolors didn’t look super sharp.  I remade the design so that it was more “t-shirt friendly” and I think it actually looks pretty cool.  If you are interested you can check it out at:

http://inkjot.spreadshirt.com/

I had quite a bit of fun figuring out how to make something that I thought looked good on a shirt.  What do you think?

 

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Inconvenience store.

October 12, 2011

When our older daughter was born, I left her and my wife sleeping peacefully at the hospital for a few hours so that I could run home and clean up our (then) apartment.  With some help from my Mom we cleaned, replaced bathroom mats, cleaned, changed sheets, cleaned, wrapped a couple surprise presents, and cleaned some more.  When it was time to bring the baby home the next day, my wife was excited to see everything ready for the baby.

I was happy.  She was happy.  The baby was happy.

We were all happy…

…until we discovered that in my cleaning frenzy I had managed to throw away the breast pump.  Other than the baby herself, this was the worst thing I could have lost that day.

Oh, and we didn’t notice this until about 2:00 AM.

I made a mad dash to Walmart for a replacement.  If you were interested, it turns out that Walmart stocks about 10 thousand types of breast pumps.  Not one of them looked remotely like the one we had owned earlier that day.  Dazed with sleeplessness, overwhelmed by the idea of fatherhood, and desperately trying to make amends for losing the breast pump, I made my choice.

Our original pump was manual, simple, and very non-threatening.

The pump I chose at 2:00 AM that fateful night was electric, complicated, and looked like an angry Texas Longhorn.  It was the most unnatural/uncomfortable/unholy double-barreled contraption I have ever seen.  Yet I chose it out of the myriad of others.

Why?

I have no clue.  All I know for sure is that it has been almost 5 years since that day and I’m happy to say I can laugh about it now.

Maybe in a few more years my wife will too.

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Ancient relics of human history.

October 10, 2011

I remember using floppy discs that were actually “floppy.”  Do you?