The Secret Life of Doctor Monkey

We end this week with a tardy comic (I blame Margaret Cho). While we may be glad the week is over, I'm sure none of us are pleased to be a week closer to death.

Next week is going to be one of the weirdest weeks of my life. More to come.

Hate Racism

I am reminded of a comic I did a while ago about the subject of racism, and about how it is wrong to be racist. I always wondered why there is a racist thing about black people loving to eat watermelons. Of course black people love to eat watermelons, watermelons are f*cking delicious.

I grew up in rural Oklahoma where it was just normal to be racist. That's a big reason why I left. I talked to an old friend from high school the other day who still lives in the area. Racism is still the status quo there, and that's a big reason why I'm still gone.

Here is a preview of something I am working on; it will drop as soon as I get and ship the Fight Violence and Hugs shirts. I am sorry for the recent delays, Comic-Con season always causes bottlenecks down at ye olde print shop.

FaerieCore

My Grandpa LeRoy told me that Little People lived near baby Christmas Trees. He used to sit on the front porch of the trailer house and shoot black snakes out of the old oak tree with a .22 rifle. He also taught me you could stick a bunch of gravel in a sock and throw it up in the air and catch a bat.

Have you seen those Diablo action figures? I got to play with one the other day, it is like playing with matches when you're eight. Andy's ZLIKS action figures are almost here too! It is truly a summer of hot action.

The new video [Google video] for the "Snakes on a Plane" theme song has an interesting surprise at about 2:15.

Doctor Monkey Knows What You Did

Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be a doctor, seeing all those people come in hurt because of something they know they were doing wrong. It seems like it would be pretty easy to lose touch with the common drunken, drunken douchebag. Science has proven that a significant percentage of accidents occur within arm's reach of an alcoholic beverage. The rest occur within arm's reach of a firearm.

I think about what it's like to be a doctor, and then I think about what it's like to be the person who makes up the names for military operations. "'Operation: Freedom-gasm'! What? Okay, how about 'Operation: Enrage the Well-Armed, Fortified Insurgents?' What do you mean 'too literal'?"

Signal in the Sky

Just about every hunky Dumbrella man-stud had a little hoe-down here in Easthampton, MA this weekend. About half a ton of merchandise is currently en route to the San Diego Convention Center.

Unrelated, but I was looking at a Metafilter post that linked to a bunch of different video angles of the most recent Space Shuttle launch. It is seriously unbelievable to watch.

I love NASA.