Love

Is it two people with nothing to lose?


Is it the person who has the thing you never knew you wanted?



Is it the person with the missing piece of the puzzle?



Is it the person to share what you already have?

Stupid Joke

Monkey Love

The main difference with human beings is of course that while the male is still prepared to bare his arse, the woman is more interested in his face.

One Night Stand

Bits and Pieces

There was a terrific crazy on the bus today.
He was peeling garlic and eating it like it was boiled sweets and kept talking to imaginary people.
The bus was strewn with his garlic peelings.
He appeared to be Asian but had an Irish accent.
A lad walked past him wearing camoflauge pants and the crazy said "You've never been in the fucking army, cunt! The Salvation Army maybe...." and went back to his bag of garlic.

John Goodman in the very silly film The Big Lebowski

Nonsense.

Ella The Dog

I am pleased to report that my dog appears to be in good health.

Also - many of the guys visiting this blog will be aware of comic art legend Mike Mignola, an influential fellow if ever there was one.
He is responsible for the Hellboy comics.
One of his ideas The Amazing Screw On Head has been developed into an animated series, the pilot of which can be seen here.
It's the usual mix of crime and the supernatural that Mike Mignola is fond of.
It's utterly silly stuff and terrifically entertaining.
This is the villian of the piece, Emperor Zombie.

Summertime

This is the first summer I've spent in the UK.
As yet, the picture above represents pretty much my entire thoughts on the subject.


This is the silly cow who was voted off Big Brother last night.

Ear Bot

Whenever I draw something cute and straighforward, I feel compelled to do something silly at the end.
Hence the ears.

A Complete Stickhead

Today was another wonderful day of good company and too much alcohol.
A lovely lady from Argentina made a lovely lunch that was enjoyed in delightful surroundings on a sunny day.
Then after all this perfection, I got on the train.
What is is they are cooking in the underground that makes the place smell like shit?
Is it shit?

A Gathering

Last night I was lucky enough to meet a handful of good folks that I had either heard of, corresponded with, angered from a distance or otherwise knew of but had never met.
A big thank you to a delightfully friendly crowd, in particular Boris who invited me and inflicted me upon good people who deserved better.
The drawing above doesn't really reflect the evening - as far as I could tell nobody touched anyone elses pink floppy bits (although I did consider it several times and made a single attempt that went unnoticed).

Television and other stuff

I caught a few moments of British Big Brother today and the mummified, swollen old hag above made a comment without any trace of irony whatsoever.


I am feeling rather jollier today.
I actually slept from 11:30 to about 1:45, then went back to sleep again which is all nice and new for me.
I slept through to 7:30.
What a relief.
Today I am awaiting the delivery of a printer I have purchased online.
It means I can start sending out my stuff and replenish some of my depleted funds.
Also - I have a new mobile number, if I don't happen to see anyone first, feel free to email me and I'll send it along.
I momentarily considered posting it here but I thought the avalanche of single women desperate for contact with me might be overwhelming...

States of Mind

Yes I'm using cheap arse plugins and I don't care who knows it.

From Behind the Brain

Animated Conversation

My head is suffering from a mixture of alcohol abuse and jetlag so this quickie is all I'll be conjuring up today.
Two old friends.

Back to the Blog

Donkey Man

Buxom

Anal Rape and Beer

This is a left over image from the United States.
It's Filipino Vic, who managed to scam $140 out of me for a $30 taxi ride.
I'm a reasonable intelligent person but Filipino Vic shoved one into me hard and deep.

And guess what I've been doing since I arrived in the UK?!

Goodbye to Oh Canada

Well I have no pictures for any of you just yet.
I have a few things I will document when I arrive in London (sometime in the next 30 hours or so) including such highlights as:
*Fillipino Vic, the cab driver who bent me over and fucked me up the arse.
*Hollywood actress Carrie Anne Moss with a baby hanging off her tit.
*Bob the zookeeper discussing how the big cats will be quite prepared to drag you through the cyclone fence if given the chance.

I have had a very jolly time in Canada (Vancouver specifically).
Everywhere is flanked by the kind of massive mountain ranges that Bilbo Baggins and friends would have found familiar.
The city elders here have found it necessary to ruin the view by erecting shitty apartment buildings.
I would like to extend my services for free to the people of Vancouver.
I would be quite prepared to hunt down and bring to justice (via slow and painful means) the architects, accountants and other red tape merchants who were responsible for constructing these weeping sores on the landscape.
If anyone would like me to look into this, please email me.
I have been to a nice acquarium and enjoyed some fish and some seals.
And I went to the Greater Vancouver Zoo, which despite being a little neglected was being tended by a team of clearly dedicated staff who made the experience a lovely one.
The management also seem to have a policy of only hiring cute girls which can never be a bad thing.
I leave for the UK tomorrow and arrive Saturday morning.
Cheer Team Blog.

Goodbye San Fran

I have just waddled back to the hotel after eating more than than an Norwegian walrus at HerringFest.
Tonight is my last night in the United States and I really have had a jolly time indeed.
I am pleased to say that with the exception of visiting The Cartoon Museum (which had a bunch of terrific stuff including some Robert Crumb, Maurice Sendak, Edward Gorey and other great illustrators) I have managed to do no touristy things whatsoever.
In fact I have done very little more than eat and drink and make much merriment.
Some folks have asked me if I have documented my trips in illustration for and I have to say I haven't.
I don't use a sketchbook in daily use, never mind when I am on holidays.
I'm an observer and not a documentor (or some other high fallutin' shit that gives me an excuse).
Anyway - toodle oo!