Tuesday, December 30, 2014

I Probably Also Forgot to Name This Freaking Post


As an added bonus, a colleague in my office watched this entire thing transpire, as he'd inadvertently ended up in the same places as me at critical points in the story.  Needless to say, he was hopelessly amused.  In that same parallel universe, he has been rushed to the hospital as his continued laughter caused oxygen deprivation.

Monday, December 29, 2014

How To Avoid a TRULY MORTIFYING Spelling Mistake


This could have been very embarrassing for you.  Thank God I managed to get you to read this in time.  You're welcome, by the way.

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Or a Decorative Centipede, If You Prefer



Those who follow my work regularly will perhaps have spotted that I acquired a new set of colored pencils over the holiday.  That's right - I decided to treat myself.  Because I'm worth it.

Friday, December 26, 2014

Yes, I Know I'm Ignoring My Wife's Hereditary Input Here


It's very amazing.



Even factoring in my wife's considerable talent, there does seem to be a wonderful genetic anomaly at work here.  And I haven't even mentioned her sister.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Seriously, Ask Yourself: What EXACTLY Happened to This Guy's Family?


I can't help it.  I find that moment when they pull back to show the whole room, with the detritus of opened presents scattered about, with the ominous silence of the dead hanging like a shroud over the entire house, more than a little terrifying.  Why aren't his wife and kids making any noise?

Monday, December 22, 2014

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Bear in Mind, My Folk Just Don't Get It


What with JDATE.com, BlackPeopleMeet.com, and FarmersOnly.com, I bet black Jewish farmers are the hottest commodity online right now.  They're beating potential mates away with a stick.  Possibly a pitchfork.

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Potty Animals



And Charmin, can you explain why you're trying to relate the bathroom behavior of bears (subject of that famous rhetorical question, "Does a bear poop in the woods?") to humans?  I'm pretty sure our two species go about this activity in very different ways.  Is the idea that you're trying to use bears to make the act of human excreting "cute"?

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

People Magazine's Most Marketable Non-Zombie Actor 2014


If People magazine REALLY cared, they'd scour EVERY male on the planet and put them up against EVERY sexually active female on the planet to see which one ACTUALLY caused the highest degree of physical responses. But apparently they just don't care about the integrity of their own award.  Bastards.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

I, Robot Vacuum Cleaner


This is actually one of the bright sides of the Terminator future:  once the robots destroy us, they'll be able to tidy up the mess pretty quickly.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Car Accidents in Other Dimensions


Also, children in the WeatherTech universe only drop food on the car floor.  THEIR car seats NEVER have crumbs in them.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

It's Mouth-Watering, But SOOOO Not Like You Think


After all, isn't it more fun to believe in a race of tiny pilots who don't mind dying at the hands of our pets than it is to ask pesky questions about the chemicals that flavor our junk food?  Of course it is.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

This Said, the Active Ingredient Still Seems to be Crack, So...


Now I'm thinking that what I need to do is go to the Black Cow and have them fix me one of their Black Cows with a hit of peppermint syrup or some such.  Then I won't be required to feed the Beast of Portland for this particular fix.

Friday, December 12, 2014

The No Bang Theory


Incidentally, the original drawing had some shading to give Mr Parsons his gorgeous sculpted cheekbones, but my my color correction program scraped it all away like a plastic surgeon overdosing on prescription meds.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

You Can't Make Me Take the Subway


Also, if that's a holiday delivery center for an online shopping company, why are the workers allowed to talk to one another?  And how come there are only like six people working there?

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Merry Naked Christmas from Tim and Becky!


In my head, Tim and Becky are world-renowned avant-garde concept artists who have done away with all the conventional sitting furniture in their home and replaced it with various bathtubs.  So, actually, for all I know, this could be their game room.  Or the library.

Monday, December 8, 2014

Smell is Other People



For reference, you may wish to watch this.  Also, she's pretty much the only woman in the room with sleeves.  Which must be significant.  Also again, where the hell does that staircase at the end lead to?  Does she turn around and smile goofily because she realizes she stupidly went the wrong way when she was trying to make a super-dramatic exit from the party?

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Not Even Nickeled and Dimed. Just Nickeled.

Despite what the date at the top says, I definitely posted this before midnight.


I know, I know, I can hear you all saying, "Sure, Chris, Discover thinks you're stupid enough to fall for a 'cashback bonus,' and sure the interest rate is often loan-shark worthy, but at least there are still lots of places you can't use the card."  You've got me there.

Friday, December 5, 2014

Ignorance is This


I'm sure the original story is good too, but I REALLY hope a greenlight guy stumbles across this and accepts it as my pitch for a black comedy set in 1950s Hollywood.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Nature Abhors a Vacuum, and Frankly I Wouldn't Exactly Call Myself a Fan Either


Incidentally, there's a really subtle Dyson pun in the title of this post.  Like super-subtle.  Ultra-subtle.  Harder to find than the Higgs Boson. So tiny it's subject to quantum weirdness.  It's like a pun particle (known to scientists as the punon), subject to Humorberg's Uncertainty Principle ("You can either know where a pun particle is in a joke, or you can know how funny it is, but you cannot know both").

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

...and They Want to Feed the Gecko to a Fox


Geico: because we want people to choose us based not on our quality insurance, but simply because we have worn their butts down with relentless omnipresent mind-numbingly stupid commercials.  That's how to sell insurance, people.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Monday, December 1, 2014

Decking the Halls but First Decking the Competition


Yes, that's right - if all goes according to plan, you're in for another 23 days of snarky remarks about commercials.

So you're welcome.  Or possibly I'm sorry.  You decide.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Grammar Pro 1, Programmer 0


This exercise becomes especially dicey when working with animals.  I think a worm ring might be marginally better than its original, and a catpole seems reasonably harmless.  But a hog hedge sounds cruel, though potentially adorable.  And we will not be discussing what might happen to the muskrat, humpback and woodpecker.

Friday, November 28, 2014

We Put the "Fun" in Funerals!


AWFUL ARTIST'S DISCLAIMER:  Because the Artist's family completed this activity several weeks ago, epitaphs for each member of the Artist's family will likely have changed.  For this reason answers that were correct when the activity was created will likely no longer be correct.  Purchasers of "Awful Pictures: The Game!" assume all risk and liability for the short half-life of correct answers to the game.  All sales final.

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Now When I Say I Suck...


Incidentally, I got in trouble again.

I'll admit, this is not the most Thanksgivingy awful picture I could have made.  This said, as Thanksgiving pictures go, it's pretty awful, so in that sense, mission accomplished.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Hell is Other People and/or Dental Hygiene


Next Time on "Lesser-Known Rooms in Hell" - Chris describes the punishment for people who leave their shopping cart completely obstructing the middle of the aisle while they tell the person on the other end of their phone call about all the new herbal tea varieties they haven't tried yet.

HINT:  it involves sitting cross-legged on the floor until both feet fall asleep.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

"What If We Replace Damon with a Baby?"


Draft highlights:

The Melbourne Identity - Amnesiac Hugh Jackman goes around killing people with a sack full of Baz Luhrmann movies.

The Guy of Gisbourne Identity - Amnesiac Renaissance Fair re-enactor goes around speaking in verse and killing people with his dirk.

The Osbourne Identity - Ozzy Osbourne can't remember anything anyway and Sharon goes around killing people.

The Newborn Identity - Baby has no conscious identity and cries all the time, making parents sleep-deprived and suicidal.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Warehouse Full of Bulk-Sized Fun


Other Costco games:

Identify the Impulse Purchase ("There's no way she came here EXPECTING to buy George Bush's Decision Points. In hardcover, no less.")

Sampler-Swapping - take free food samples from one vendor and put them on the trays used by other food sample vendors.  Bonus points:  convince the employees offering one sample to try one you've brought over.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Pumpkin-Spiced Mermaid Thoughts



Starbucks doesn't even offer mermaid-themed drinks, which seems like an egregious oversight.

On the other hand, the finest coffee shop in all the land, The Black Cow Coffee Co in Croton, actually offers a drink called The Black Cow, which is like liquid heaven in a cardboard cup.  They also have really tasty pastries and super-friendly folks working there.  Go there.  If you can't, tell your friends to go there.  Actually, tell your friends even if you CAN go there.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Your Little Person and You Read Email!


I sent all these figures off to a research team to have my results verified.  Eventually, they emailed them back to me.  For bonus points, try to imagine what my Little Person did when that email arrived.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Word Uppity



If you worry that you won't be able to use these words correctly, you should consult the saurus.

Monday, November 17, 2014

Man Loves Tree Loves Rock Hates Man



This is the first of what I hope will become an ongoing romantic comic strip.  Later episodes will include one in which the tree finds out that the rock is involved with some moss, and another in which the man buys some flowers for the tree and finds out that the tree has allergies.  Hilarity ensues.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

In Which I Reveal an Embarrassing Secret

(you know, I'm just not even going to bother apologizing any more for when I post these)


As a result of this formula, on those occasions when I forget my affection, I find there is almost always something there to remind me.

Incidentally, I have Drago Art to thank for the not-quite-awfulness of the first two pictures. Thank you, Drago Art.

The map I just traced.

Friday, November 14, 2014

Thursday, November 13, 2014

How to Compliment a Sweater Vest Overseas

(VERY late today...sorry everyone!)


Actually, you would never say either of these things, really.

Well, I might.  But you wouldn't.

And that's totally fine.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Some Like It Kind of Hot


I think her hostility stems from the fact that I always talk to her with my hands on my hips.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Awful Family Game Night


I have nothing to add here. Except that if you think Daughter 1 is the candle addict, because she has a tattoo in her picture on the left and none of the other figures associated with the other issues have tattoos, you're barking up a tree made of a kind of wood I've never heard of. Like Burmese rosewood.  Or tambootie.

Monday, November 10, 2014

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Blogizing - with Cosmetic Science!


Other examples:

"I hope this particular entry is enough to help countize my blog."

"I've got to develop some self-control, otherwise I'm going to get totally weightized by the holidays again this year."

"Chris seems to have reallyized today's Awful Picture.  He should try to control his adverbs."

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Robo Stop



Yes, that's right, all the robots in my head were designed in the 1940s.