Fighting in the Street 2: Pig in the City

Not being a wicked hard-core gamer, I have little reverence for the awesomeness of Street Fighter. Most of what I remember of the game was discreetly observed from behind the pages of the game manual (where all the character art was), while my brother and his friends would play the game. Hence, this goofiness.

Comics! (Click to enlarge.)

It's like some kind of illness--I don't know how much longer Street Fighter will plague me, but until it stops, you may or may not see more of this sort of thing.

(PS, thanks to Jed, for the M. Bison prompt!)

In Memoriam

Today, much to my dismay, our little group was broken up. Matt Braly and Javier Recio Gracia have been my office mates for the last three months, and today we were all moved to separate offices on campus. This comic is a memorial of a real life event that happened a few weeks ago...only replace "timebomb" with "recently laundered underwear."

True story.

Don't Fight in the Street, Children

It isn't good for your health.

Power Girl

She has powers.

Idle Sketching

Now and again I find myself with a little free time. I've recently discovered a drawing program called Colors on the Nintendo DS that's pretty handy. It's nice because its capabilities are limited and the screen is tiny--which prevents me from overdoing anything or trying to get too fancy. Plus it's got this neato playback function that tells you everything that's wrong with how you make drawings.
Here are a handful of my initial explorations.









A quick shout-out to the dudes that made Colors and the drawing playback possible.