BUGS. BUGS. BUGS.

Just a quick bit to show you some artwork I did for a certain rapping robot friend of mine a wee while ago.  Saw it mentioned on a comic website earlier and figured it was now okay to reveal it TO THE WORLD.

There ya go.  The keen-eyed of you lot will notice that it’s for MC Frontalot’s new album ‘ZERO DAY‘.  Interesting fact about Frontalot:  He is actually a magical pair of sentient glasses!  That’s right, Frontalot IS the glasses, glasses that simply require an empty vessel of flesh and bone to scoot around in, not unlike Krang.

Isn’t science fucking amazing?

Anyhow, there it is, and that’s that.  I’m happy with the piece, and what’s fun is that it looks damn fine in a myriad of color variants.  I’m planning on doing a few limited run screen prints of this piece, and I’ll let you know when and where you can grab one of those when the time is right.  Until then, try not to go mad with desire waiting for one, yeah?  I KNOW IT’S HARD.

Before I sign off, I just want to postulate the theory that the meatbot idea might just be misinformation thrown out by THE GLASSES so nosy types don’t sniff out the hideous possibility of the flesh conveyance not being empty, but in fact quite conscious of having been hijacked by a parasite of sorts.  Could it be that the being we all know as Frontalot is the unholy product of two separate creatures united, one unwillingly, to present the illusion of a single being?  I believe this is very possible, as once, at PAX, I walked in on the unsettling scene of Frontalot screaming into a bathroom mirror in a public restroom, screaming to be released from this unceasing hell of his, and something about why oh why did he have to hunt down that fallen meteorite that fateful summer night.

Ah, well.  Who cares, right?

Like I said: SCREEN PRINTS.

God does not want me to make a video game.

LHC

One of my favorite news stories of the year had to do with the Large Hadron Collider’s history of bad luck, ranging from the kind of technical/machine errors you just expect when trying to operate your typical supercollider in peace to outright things exploding and possible terrorism.

Considering the LHC’s importance as a player on the stages of both the scientific community and those that fear its very existence is an affront to GOD or simply a hideous threat to the existence of existence, its easy to see how a “run of bad luck” could be blown up into something much more dramatic, depending on your point of view.
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Chubby Justice.

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Contrary to what my neighbors will tell you, I am a man (mostly machine) of highly developed morals, and anyone that challenges that statement is just begging to be tied up and raped with the corpse of my neighbors’ cat. I’m just kidding, there – that lil guy’s still alive.

As evidence of this claim (the morality one, not the decree to molest people with a cat), I present you, dear reader, with an actual conversation I recently had with E. Gauger on the heady subjects of religion, criminal justice, and fusing the morbidly obese to couches.
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The road to inner peace is terrible violence.

Now, in most parts, I’m known as a bit of a pioneer in the field of plant pornography, and though, sure, I’ve done my fair share of acting and directing in films that feature people having sex with a crazy assortment of plants in an astounding array of exotic locales, I’m also an on-again off-again cartoonist.

So, sorry if you came to be regaled by yet another incredible tale of me naked with naked plants – maybe some other time, eh? No, today is for a bit of a glimpse into the lesser seen of my lesser known sides, the comics side.

I’ve included a two pager, here fused into one tall page, that I did for someone’s musical collection album a few years back. They asked for pretty much whatever I wanted to do, so there was no real connection to any themes present in the album, which freed me up quite a bit. Honestly, I’m never very happy when people tell me to do a particular thing, and that tends to get me into a lot of trouble at grocery stores when asked to pay for all that stuff I plan on eating. Anyhow, the little comic was only included in a special edition of the album’s release and I figured the rest of the universe should check it out instead of those dirty types who get suckered into paying more for pretty much the same thing only with more pictures in it.

I hope you enjoy it and share it with your kids when they’re old enough to start resenting you for your questionable tastes.

Click on the preview to really get in on the action, yeah?

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Aaron A: Ham Chamber Visionary

The Horror. The Horror

The Horror. The Horror

I’m not sure why it took so long to come to this, but Aaron A. has put his considerable talents to monstrous use to create this terrifying print depicting the Ham Chamber Horror as written about in the Ham Chamber Manifesto several years ago. Grab a piece of one of the darkest chapters in our collective history over at Aaron’s Etsy store.

What follows is the original Ham Chamber post as detailed back when the world was still young and Michael Jacksons still roamed the Earth.

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