Hey there! How was your week? Uh… yeah. I… I know. It felt a little longer than usual. Because, well… it was. Okay, confession: We took an unintended hiatus. It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t something we wanted to do.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There’s something to be said for stirring the pot. Or standing up for what you believe in. Or even, with the most recent comic-news-by-way-of-tabloids, just getting fed up with your situation and cutting your losses. And I’m pretty much fine[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Speaking of being ill-prepared, I’m so sorry that today’s strip is hitting so late… Sufficed to say, it’s been a challenging week. Okay, here… This might make it up to you. Go here and take a look at some future[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There’s a lot of levels where this is disturbing (says the guy who wrote it, so I should know). But nothing is as disturbing to me as Baujahr feeding that last little morsel of himself to Pickles. Poor Pickles… You[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
One of the things Levi and I talked about when we decided how to bring Baujahr back (without “resurrecting” him, which Levi was hoping to avoid) was how his drawing Jeff had evolved over time. They looked just different enough[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Oh, I wonder where my little friend went? I know, I’ll scare the bejeezus out of him, then I’m sure he’ll turn up!” Nice, Baujahr. Way to be a pal. So, as to help motivate myself into being more[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Levi has this thing about mazes. As do I, but I have the opposite thing in that I like to run through them, but Levi MAKES THEM. By hand! I can barely map out a dungeon on graph paper. […]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
