Musing: Commercials

Commercials are always an amazing way to check your reflexes, and see how degenerated the world around you has become, because you’re a paragon of morality and cleverness in a landscape where the trees only bear Annoying Oranges.

For example, take that one commercial… you know the one; it has a catchy jingle, toys and is aimed at children?

Not specific enough?

What about the ladybug that eats Orbeez?

You know what sticks in my head after listening to and watching that commercial? The way it quickly glosses over the lyric that not only does it eat the Orbeez, but can poop them as well. They continue on is if the words were never mentioned, and it…bugs me.

Have you seen any commercials that are a bit too casual? ,



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,


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.



Musings: My muses.

Everybody develops a post like this every once in a while, seeking to answer the question of “Where do you get your inspiration/Who inspires you?

Well here it is:

Character development comes from Dick Figures (a wonderful little YouTube web-show), in which everyone is an ass in some way or another.

The variety in art styles comes from Weebl (the manic and catchy voice of British absurdism), who has a variety of people animate his videos.

Story development comes from Baman Piderman (another show on the same channel as Dick Figures), Weebl, and Salvador Dali (one of the more famous Surrealist painters of the 20th century). Dali, because the comics and art are all based on random ideas I have; Weebl, because I strive to make the story latch onto you for days on end; and Baman Piderman, because I want the story to be engaging, yet simple.

Salvador Dali: (Its a link to Google Images; Trippy, to say the least)

Weebl: (Witness all his crazy-catchy songs!!)

Baman Piderman: (wonderfully simple, and dreadfully cute)

Dick Figures: (Their making a movie if you want to donate, follow the link below)

Dick Figures Movie Donation Efforts : (It’s legit, I assure you.)

Warmly regarded,


Musings: Apocalypse How?

It’s that wonderful time of the century again. No, not when the Government gets overthrown, but when world gets thrown for a loop, thinking that the end days are nigh. This time, the flavor of the disaster cake tastes strongly of human paranoia. All that Mayan Calendar and I Ching stuff have only served to provide the frosting of this cake.

For me, the preferred apocalypse would be riddled with zombies. Something of a mix between The Walking Dead‘s “walkers” and the zombies of Left 4 Dead. If you got bitten, you wouldn’t necessarily die (unless you’re in a mob of zombies), instead, the virus/bacteria/mold/amoeba/whosit would lay dormant until death; then, your body would morph depending on your level of strength and weight in real life.

My only hope is that if it should happen, I want to show up late to the party.



Posting Schedule of Humour

Any drawings, like the comic series, and “Art Day”, will be updated on Tuesdays.

“Musings” will get updated on a more sporadic basis; pretty much when I find something to talk about.