Sunday, February 28, 2010

1154



I got a little too drunk and had to set an alarm for 3AM so I would be sober enough to draw this. Now my head hurts. I'm going back to bed.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

1153

Friday, February 26, 2010

1152



This sucks. I feel like I should be writing an epitaph.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

1151



We had all been discussing needing to be more serious about practice for about half an hour already, and I think everyone had a little bit of frustration with the subject, for whatever reason. I really hope we have a full practice tonight, since this is the first of the last two days we have with Kellen in the band, and I know that, not only the music, but the band dynamics, just how we all work and communicate (or don't communicate, in this case), it's all going to be very different without him. And I really like it right now.

Bah.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

1150



Liz loves it when I sing stupid songs. Especially when they're situationally alternate versions I just made up.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

1148



Thanks, Penis Guy. I had no idea whose dick that was.

Monday, February 22, 2010

1147



Wait, let me explain!

...

Shit...I don't think I can.

I'm not trying to say that I don't love sex, and I'm not trying to say that I don't love Liz, because I do, and I do. I have just always been less interested in sex than most people I know, despite my deep passions, and strong feelings of love and affection for anyone I'm in a relationship with. I suppose I'll leave it at what the singer of Ceremony said a few weeks ago at the AFI show. "Sex is weird."

About the panel: I seem to be experimenting with the format even further this time. I'm not sure how far this will go. I'm definitely keeping it one panel, and I'm keeping the panels the same size, but I feel like I've decided to be much more loose about what goes on inside those borders. Which I'm quite happy about, for it has made the comic a lot more fun to do, recently.

So, no, I didn't ride in a hot air balloon today. I was pretty high when I drew this though!

Sunday, February 21, 2010

1146

Saturday, February 20, 2010

1145



Liz is a comedic genius, and I love her for it.

Friday, February 19, 2010

1144



So, I tried a different format, tonight. I realized that there really wasn't any accompanying text necessary, so I eliminated it. I don't know if I'll be doing this again. It seems like it could be a great new format, but I don't know if every day will call for it. We'll see.

I'm trying to get a more solid version of Liz down. I think I've got me mostly nailed, but she's the first person, aside from myself, that I've had to draw on any kind of regular basis. I expect to keep experimenting with the way I draw her, but I really like the way she looked in yesterday's panel.

Edit: I had this whole long rant about Joe Stack here, then I decided I should try to keep political rants separate from SJO.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

1143



Liz and I were watching Ghost Hunters International (which sucks way more than the regular one since this group will take almost anything as actual proof of a ghost instead of really trying to debunk it), and I couldn't think of anything to draw. Then, this happened, and after the ridiculous exchange, I sprung out of my seat to get my drawing pad.

Also, we both look fat in this drawing, and neither of us are. Well, I kinda am, but she's not.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

1142



If you're reading this, then that means Screw Jeff Owens Year One is out! It collects the entire first year (2007) of this very comic for twelve bucks. 114 pages. Not too shabby.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

1141



The best part is that she actually was smiling when she said it. So awesome.

Monday, February 15, 2010

1140



I was getting depressed because Kellen's moving. In case you were wondering.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

1139



At first, I thought he said, "Do you have censorship in this country?!" This is why I reacted by going, "Huh," because I was thinking, sure, we have censorship, but I'm no happier about it than you are, and it's definitely not my fault.

When I took out the trash, later, he was at a different place in our little strip mall, yelling at an employee there.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

1138



This was one of the better days of my life.

I've never really done anything like this by myself. I mean, yeah, I had some people that helped me through it, undoubtedly, but this was definitely my thing, and I feel that it went well.

I can not thank everyone that came and spent their hard-earned money on my book, enough for doing so. You all really made my day. If 2010 keeps up like this, I can't fathom what could possibly come next, but it would surely be good.

That's totally not Batman, by the way. Just like it's totally not Batman on the cover of SJOYO.

Friday, February 12, 2010

1137



You know, this wasn't the best film ever, but I've gotta say that I was entertained the whole time. I mean, sure, it would have been better if Johnny Depp were in it as Hunter S. Thompson, but what movie wouldn't be?

Thursday, February 11, 2010

1136


I agree with the tattoo.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

1135



When this panel originally popped into my head, I was saying, "Please don't break up with me," but since I never said anything remotely like that during the "tiff" in question, and since I just thought it would be funny that way, I went with the more realistic, possibly less funny version.

I spend about $15 a month on these Breathe Right strips, or whatever they're called, and I still snore like a demon, to put it Liz's way (which I am sort of fond of). Maybe it has something to do with being in different beds all the time, or maybe there's nothing I can do about it.

Maybe I can convince Liz to wear earmuffs...

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

1134



First time I've been propositioned for sex like that. It was sort of flattering, but sort of embarrassing, a little, too.

FUN FACT: On a digital clock, 11:34 upside-down is hell.

Monday, February 8, 2010

1133



Every second I am typing this is a second I am not laying in my new bed.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

1132



Some other things went on today, but I just wanted to draw my drawing again.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

1131



No, it's not, Quasimodo.

Friday, February 5, 2010

1130


In the event that you should need or want proof that this gentleman is a much better artist than I, I give you the work of Hunter Hancock.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

1129



It was a pretty long day. I worked from 11-4, did this stuff at Acme (which is a sweet place with cool dudes working there), said hi to Liz for a second before she had to go to work, picked up Andy, ate at home and packed up, went to Satan's Monk practice, came home, cooked dinner with Liz, watched Lost (which I didn't quite get, yet), and drew this panel. It's late. I is tired.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

1128


Originally, this panel was going to be about how I went to Dave's and we finished up the shirt he's been working on for Satan's Monk.



Obviously, something else came up. And it couldn't have worked out better, since I had no idea what I was going to draw. This panel was a few different photo references. It's good to always have my camera at my side!

I sure wish I could draw without photo reference, like a real artist.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

1127



Before someone jumps down my throat, yes, the grammar is intentionally wrong. He's supposed to be kind of like a big, dumb, tough-guy orange. I found it tough to convey that with nothing more than eyes, eyebrows, a nose and a mouth.

Monday, February 1, 2010

1126



The dinner we made was a Christmas gift to my mom, that she called in the day after her birthday. This is right in the middle of a few of the busiest weeks Liz and I have had in a while, so it was a bit frantic, but everything turned out really good. Clockwise from me, at the table is Liz, Randy (my brother), my dad, my mom, and my grandma, who is visiting from Wisconsin for a couple of months.

Did I mention that I hate this drawing? Because I do.

And I have a headache, from spending hours trying to draw it well.