Category: Comics

Apologies for yesterday being so broken. Young Joey Coco found himself visited by the spirits (read: libations) of Christmas Past, Present and Future, all of which acted as the snakes ’round Medusa’s face, excreting their saccharine venom in the guise of foreboding tales and life lessons bearing extreme import.

So here we are! It is Christmas day, and I hope you harbor some comfort in knowing that I am most assuredly no more than one to fifty-five feet away from my computer or, as I affectionately refer to it, the box in which all of you live.

I am fairly certain there is a large mouse that lives within my walls, but that is a story for another day, and I won’t entertain the thought of kicking him or her out on Christmas, even if they are Jewish.

Open it and play, friends:

Hungover and tired. You all win today.

Erotic update of a “classic”:

It took me the entirety of the Streets of Rage 2 soundtrack to compose this mess. I’ll be really impressed if any of you get this one (resist the urge, Canaan), mostly because I don’t think drawings exist of this damn game. I had to use the raw energy of an 8-bit screencap to cull its essence, mashing it together with my memories and how I always envisioned the protagonist in greater detail. The color scheme here is pretty much a pure extraction of the original pixels.

Then again, maybe that will make it easy. I don’t know!

I’ll admit it, I fucked my template up something nasty. I switched my blogger from its current setup to the new one that allows signing in with your gmail account, and a host of new features that sounded “neat.”

I decided to check out what some of the other templates would look like and, to be safe, copied my reigning champion layout into a text file. After some experimenting, I came to the conclusion that my blog looked fine as is, and pasted my old template back into its proper location.

No dice. It wouldn’t work at all. Being no goddamn scientist, I gave up after mentally wrestling with it for a few minutes, which is comparable to a child slamming the triangular peg into the circle. I Hope it’s not too much of an eyesore for you guys.

At least it isn’t pink, right?