Thursday, January 31, 2008

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Blogroll, please.

In my absence, the nerdosphere seems to have collapsed into a doldrum of inactivity - Those Wednesdays is a shambling zombie, having not seen a new post since November; Big Mike has wandered off to parts unknown; This Sentence No Verb hasn't updated since the day I added it to my linkfarm; Suspension of Disbelief freaking retired; Cafepress cease-and-desisted me on every design I used to sell - point is, I need some new blood over on the sidebar.

4th Letter is in as soon as I get home from work, but who else makes the cut?

Monday, January 28, 2008

Things I Drew at Work

Well, more specifically, Things I Drew On the Metro and Also at Starbucks During My Lunch Break Because I'm Not So Terrible an Employee as to Shamelessly Waste Time on my Shift.
Longtime readers will recall that, awhile gone now, I had a webcomic. Yeah, even though I compared webcomics to making your own hourlong rape dramas after watching too much SVU back on the rapidly-becoming-even-more-defunct podcast. Never said I wasn't a hypocrite, people.

Anyway, I got bored and redesigned a character by giving him the basic anatomy of a grizzly bear and also an arsenal so absurd a mid-nineties WildCAT would look upon it and blush. He's themed after, of all things, the A-10 Thunderbolt II - let's keep in mind I initially designed him when I was about nine in the midst of the original flavor Gulf War, here - and that's why he's got stubby little retard wings and a gigantic minigun strapped to his back. I have no idea. Lightning bug themed villain, or something. I was bored and I like drawing lightbulbs, apparently. I dig her robo-crocs, though, and I don't think I've ever drawn Kirby Krackle before. Also, pigtails as antennae strike me as adorable, though I'm probably in some kind've crazy person minority, there.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Oh my God, he realized it wasn't Halloween no more.

This place was in dire, dire need of a new banner, as it stopped being Halloween damned near three months ago.

Since I don't want to leave you wholly content-less, here's a picture of Yellowjacket punching a Son of the Serpent square in the balls. The original narration claimed he was aiming for the guy's solar plexus, but unless costumed bigots have hilariously weird anatomy, I don't think that's located on top of his taint.(PS: I wrote a long, probably boring bit on the Sons of the Serpent earlier today but haven't scanned any images for it yet. Expect it to appear from the aether at some point when you least expect it. Like freaking ever, given how often I post lately.)