There’s been a whole lot else going on since the days when I was last a steady blogger. For instance, at SPX back in September, I debuted a new Oak & Linden mini featuring the Grown-Up Babies. It’s called Dental Damned!!, and if you follow this blog, you’ve read it…

…in BLACK & WHITE!! You poor sucker! It’s a full-color comic! And yesterday I posted it on my website. (I also posted a recent illustration, with layout and colors by Michelle Ollie, and featuring a cousin of Wilma Whistlepig.) Some day soon, when I get my grubby fingers on some capital, I’ll print some more Damned minis and provide them for sale at my shoppe. But why wait until then, when you can read it now for free? Am I a great businessman or what?? I’ll also eventually show you the original art for the covers, and I’ll blather on for a bit about why I’ve grown to love yellow ink.

‘Bout time I posted something you hafta look away from, isn’t it?

In conversation with Joe Lambert, I realized I may have been unconsciously inspired by his Too Far story [bottom-left page in the preview]. It’s in his new(ish) I Will Bite You! book, and also in a digest-sized anthology he put together with One Percent Press.

We’re just barreling through the summer, aren’t we? I can’t remember the last summer I’ve been so busy. I’m passing up $75-an-hour work for comes-out-to-minimum-wage work because I love it. I’m thinking big thoughts about the future, and saying goodbye to close friends on an almost weekly basis. Still, Caitlin and I are wallowing in rivers, pounding cold ones by the grill, going to movies, and just plain having a gay old time. It could be much worse, friends.

As had been promised months ago, the real story of how I got a new tooth. Careful observers may notice the typical fat outlines are missing in this strip. I tried primarily using the pen. How do we feel about that?

Pen and brush: better together!

So I actually spent time on this one, and it made me fall behind on my other work and I only slept for two hours last night, and I blame all my Pratty fart school friends for making me feel bad about my shitty drawings. Now I understand the appeal of bigheads, by the by.