Envelope #1

Wow. I received a response letter from the first, and only (sorry guys) prize letter I sent out. I should get on the next one. I was nearly finished with it and then my sister had her baby and it slipped my mind. I'm nearly done with it though, just got to put on the finishing touches. Just to give the other prize winners a taste for what's in store here is a scan I did of the envelope art I did.

I blurred out the address so you bums wouldn't attack them with junk mail...although I don't know why you would. I always have fun when I pull out my kiddy watercolor set. I'm not very good with it, but at least the results are usually interesting. I also like when I can think of a way to fit my initials into the drawing so I don't have to just sign the bottom. It's just so hum-drum.

Hey, I'm 3 for 3, so far this week...wait, Hold My Drink Reginald beat the 12 o'clock mark so that was still Saturday. Damn...well, I guess I'm still 2 for 2, in terms of weekday updates. That's still pretty good.

Will Jesse be able to get another update done for tomorrow? Who is this new foe? Will Maria's evil twin stick Carlos with the check? Tune in tomorrow for the answers to these and other exciting questions!

Hot Bod Yellow

This idea popped into my head today, but my first thought was that someone has had to have done this joke before. It's just too simple to have not been done before. Either way I like it.

Watch out for Yellow, fellas. He is a sexy beast and the ladies can't resist.

Hold My Drink, Reginald!

Guess who found their inking pens! That's right, it's me! I also found a comic idea sketched on a scrap of paper.

Although if I had stuck to the scrap's script it would have ended with the line "Take my hand, the Negaverse awaits!" and would have started with illegible words. I just had to use it because the character design for the weirdo makes me laugh.

I want to say more, but I can't think of what else to write. How annoying.

Past & Present

Recently I've been assigning my self one small part of my room to clean everyday. That way it won't be such a daunting task. Today's job was to clean out underneath my bed. While I was under there I came across one of my old sketch books. It was chalk full of embarrassingly horrendous drawings. So, naturally, I thought I should show scan a few to share with you.
Yup. And remember these are the cream of that crop. The rest of the pages are filled with images so shitty I can't bring myself to show anyone else. My favorite being a picture I did practicing doing proportion stuff. It features a little dude with just plain ridiculous proportions and in my excitement at completing such a "great" picture I drew him saying "Wow I'm getting it." Obviously he was far from getting it. The only thing worse than bad pictures is distinctly remembering that you had once thought that picture was awesome.

Then I came across a notebook I had completely forgotten about. It was a little sketch journal I took with me to work last summer. I used it to write down little thoughts with an image to go with it, or sometimes I'd doodle characters to help pass the time on the bus.
I mostly picked some of the character pics because while the silly stuff still cracks me up it requires explanation from me in order to get the joke and I don't want to bother. The late night bus stop haiku, however, is self explanatory. Unlike most old sketch books I actually like a lot of stuff in this one. The most interesting thing is that the stuff I've been drawing now looks nothing like this. Let's take a look at my current sketchbook so you can see what I'm talking about.I hadn't even noticed the shift between trying to do somewhat realistic stuff to more cartoony work. Also why on Earth do the comics I post look worse than my sketches? That seriously doesn't make a whole lost of sense. My only guess is that I'm insane or that I secretly hate you all and thus want to injure your eyes

Ok well I should probably eat something and then get back to work cleaning off my bed.

Distraction

These are a few of the things that can easily distract me from doing anything productive:

+Friends
+Movies
+Bubbles
+Guitars
+Having a weird smell on my hands
+Phone calls
+Dreams
+Snacks
+Bizarre trains of thought
+Video games
+Internet
+Humorous books
+Animals
+Hot temperatures
+Humidity
+Crossword puzzles
+Thoughts on how I would have done that show differently
+Lost things
+Thoughts about the future
+Annoying bugs
+Shiny objects
+Sleepiness
+Go
+Skateboards
+Comics
+Babies

But in what order?

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oh and I have some stuff all drawn out, but I've lost my inking pens so I'll need to find them before anything else can get done. Stupid mess in my room.
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Time to do What?

What? Monday's coming up? Dang, I gotta go draw another comic. I do have one that I'm interested in doing, but at the same time I'd really rather practice guitar. I got a guitar for my birthday so I've been doing what I can to get to some level of skill, but it seems that is a far way off. There is a time and a place for everything and since Monday is going to be here in a few minutes that means I'd better get started on this sucker. Too bad I haven't figured out how to end it yet, eh? Oh well, I can think about it while I do the other panels.

See you all soon enough.

EDIT: Wow, I spent the vast part of today visiting my sister in the hospital, so I wasn't able to finish that comic. On the plus side I'm now an uncle to an amazingly cute little baby. Who knows what madness will come from having a baby in the house, but needless to say don't expect my stuff to be on time...not that you would. At least I have an excuse now.

!Happy Birthday Jesse!

Yes, today is the day I decided to move out of the cramped apartment of my mother's womb and into the big world. In 1987 on this very day I made my entrance to the planet, just as Canada did 120 years before me on the first of July, 1867. To celebrate I have drawn myself a comic. I'm just nice that way.Oh Mrs. Frizzle. She single handedly makes school worse by showing just how much fun it could be if only you had a magic bus and a magic lady. What a women. You'd better treat her right Mr. Frizzle, you lucky bastard you.

Now I know what you are thinking.
"What can I do to celebrate such an important day like today?

Here are some ideas for you,
-Shoot off some fireworks in my honor
-Dress up in a traditional Jesse outfit
-Take a moment to thank and/or curse your deity for my existence
-Sing Jesse Carols door to door
-Sleep in
-Wear a mask of my face
-Remember WWJD: What Would Jesse Do?

My plans for the day include treating myself to a delicious bagel, drawing on the sidewalks, wearing my suspenders, and eating ribs and malts. And so much more!