Musings: Political Par-tay!

What’s your political standing? Are you a Democrat? A Republican? Independent? Tea Party? Green Party?

My leaning is a bit touchy, to the point that my Grandparents may disinherit me, and war vets may attack me should I *ahem* “out” myself.

I am a Communist, and for those of you who thought I was going to say “homosexual”, please…never-mind. Anyways, Communism has always been seen as a great evil; the scourge of the world and the destroyer of freedom, but what people don’t usually understand is that Communism is a “Social-Political” system, and that it doesn’t always have to be a Social-Economic system. Communism doesn’t have to destroy your ability to sell or work, in fact, the worst it does is remove the Class-system and distributes wealth on a basis of need,  as opposed to want.

I plan on running for President as a Communist (keeping a Capitalist economy, of course), and using wages as my platform.

“The President has an annual salary of $400,000. In my opinion, this is too much for a man who says ‘yes/no’ and makes friends for a living. During my term in office I will accept $12,000 a year, giving the rest to the homeless citizens and charities of this great nation.”

I’ll get elected like, sooooo fast,



Good News/Bad News

I’m gonna be gone for about a month, starting on July 5th. This means that 7+ days of “no-posts” shall occur. Don’t worry though! When I get back I’ll put up a long post/story detailing all my adventures in a mix of fiction, fact, photos, and the doodles you’ve all come to acknowledge!

I’ll be in the Penis-State!,


Art Day: Hybrids #2


I don’t have a translator.


Again, Sorry about Tuesday……laying in bed from 12-3 a.m. WITHOUT falling asleep can take a lot out of you; but I think you get used to it after 2 days of it happening (Today being day 2).

So sleeeeeeeeeeeeepyyyyyyyyyyyy,


Musings: Torture

Sharp hooks dig into my flesh….a whirring noise reaches my ears….my legs threaten to buckle…


The DMV is not a fun place to go after visiting the dentist. Don’t get me wrong, Dr. Kamei is a good guy, but after getting your teeth worked on, you wanna be laying down, not standing  for 2 hours waiting for “G122” and the tellers have barely gotten to “A113”. And if you’re lucky, the Novocaine will have worn off by the time you get your number called.


Did I mention that I’ve recently had a nasty breakup with Lady Luck.


Is this real life?,


My Readers….

I need you.  Not for a depraved sex-ritual, but for this site.  I don’t do this for myself; frankly, the doodles and comics are just products of my boredom.  I post them in the hopes that somewhere, someone will see it and have a little laugh…or get confused. That’s why I need you: write down comments. What do think I should use more/less? No art is a solitary creation. I give you my hand in the hopes that you, my audience, will become my collaborators on this grand quest.