Intervention.

An old comic I drew for Lauren way back when we were seniors at Emory. I still make way too many puns, and she still demands I keep my damn mouth shut. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

We get up early just to start riding the elevator.

Whenever I show anyone this comic, the first question is always, "Did you really moon the security camera?" The answer is, yes, multiple times. Until you've been in an elevator for 10 straight hours, you won't realize the depths of madness you're capable of.

Also, here's the song that inspired the title: Freelance Whales, Generator 1st Floor.

Awk star.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaugh

The hangover.

Emo bullshit drawn in Five Points station on a blank page I ripped out of Walden. I decided not to redraw it or even ink it because I kind of like it the way it is.

Terry Gross.

Haha, dig my awesome cropping job. Oh wellsies!

I'd just like to qualify that Terry Gross is one of my heroes, but that when I still commuted to and fro Roswell every day, it brought me immeasurable delight to scream out, "Terry Gross? More like VERY gross!" whenever "Fresh Air" came on. As working an office job tends to suck all the delight out of one's existence, I took it where I could get it.

Also, I'm updating again? We'll see how long this lasts once the semester comes a-callin', but whatever, I've been sitting on these drawings for like six months now, and it's time to do somethin' with 'em.

Pizza Hound.

This is literally the best thing I've ever drawn. It's all downhill from here.

Hourly Comic 2011.

On Feb. 1, comic artists from around the world draw a comic for every hour they're awake. I've always wanted to participate, and this year I finally did!

Now, I haven't had a chance to Photoshop these comics, but in the interest of updating this thing, I'm just going to go ahead and post them as is, and maybe I'll pretty them up later.