Looking for work means desperation
Well, this one needs some explanation. This was one of those ideas for a comic that was borne of sleep deprivation, no exercise, poor diet and just plain weirdness. Sure, it made me laugh when i thought of the text while in the bathroom, where as it happens most of my ideas come to me. (I know, you are shocked.)
For the uninformed, Freddie Mercury was the bi-sexual lead singer of Queen who was fond of gyrating his hips, in, at and around all kinds of men and women. And man, did it cost him.
All the same, I had to publish this one as it was rattling around in my brain and it finally made its way on to the screen.
I know, you are all embarrassed to even make mention of this comic, but hey, if it doesn’t come out in this format, it will come out at work, and then I’ll get fired and have to come up with bizarre schemes and plans just to make a living.
This is the way it really is
So mom’s 70th birthday came and went and with some fanfare, I might add. It was the same weekend as Ken & Ilona’s wedding so everyone who could be there was in the room.
So I had this idea for a gift for mom – a unique gift, only one that I could create. So the idea for the comic was born and it took its inspiration from my years of being a son. Who has profitted from his mother’s wisdom, but endured some typical offspring suffering as a result. No doubt the suffering was a two-way street.
So the text you see is real life. DOesn’t get much more real than that.
But the best part was simply that mom loved the gift. She has a print version of it and will be hanging it up in her condo soon (with my help).
The truth about dialog
It was way too long in coming, but I finally managed to post a new cartoon. Not for lack of ideas, but for lack of time, caring, energy. Also I was filled with rage over buying this house so my thoughts ended to get sidetracked.
And the fleas. We had billions o the critters in our house and 3 exterminator waves of chemical death later, it seems to have abated sufficiently for me to sit down at the rapidly aging Mac and draw.
The content of the comic isn’t very good nor is it well drawn, but it’s up there.
And more will follow.
Posted in cartoon, Fleas, gas, ideas, politics, truth, twisted
Tagged anger, comics, dialog, Fleas, home, house, humor, mental breakdown
Many thought, nay, dare I say hoped and prayed that Stanko & Tobor had departed this world in favor of more family-friendly entertainment. Well tough noogies. The resurrection is nigh. They’ll be back shortly in their latest cartoon adventure once the fleas have stopped biting my ankles and the poisonous powder has stopped making me dizzy and cough blood.
Olympic Fun 'n Games
Well, with all the talk and press coverage on the Beijing Olympics, the scandal, the lack of freedom, the nationalism, the pollution, the cheating and general corporate whoring, I couldn’t resist poking some fun at the “games.”
And since China just loves to lie to everyone, and spy on them too, they need a little comeuppance, even if it by little old me.
I wish I had posted this cartoon sooner, but normal life got in the way of cartooning and the next thing you know, a month goes by. Oh well, as long as it’s out there.
I really should put some tracking code in my pages to see who actually visits my comic. Maybe I am turning Communist Chinese. No wait, I have some scruples and a sense of humor, so I can’t be a party member.
You know, after I saw Jesse Jackson make his oh-so classy comment on TV, I knew I had great material to work with. It’s just another example of reality being stranger than fiction. But in politics, reality is much stranger than any acid trip.
Jesse is a bitter man, who isn’t as relevant as he once was. He’s just a good inflammatory TV personality to have on, sort of like Tony Randall on Letterman, just much more insane. So, why not be outrageous. He has been his whole career. And why stop now.
I also felt that McCain could use some press, any press. Poor guy, he campaigns like a son-of-a-B and Obama gets all the press. Sure, he’s 72 and that’s all people can focus on, but cut him some slack. Although he shouldn’t admit out loud he doesn’t know how to use the internet. Not a good idea in this media-driven age.
One last note, this comic would have gone up sooner, but family natters took precedence, so it was delayed by a good week or so. I’ll try and get back in the saddle again soon.
The metaphor of the gun was just too good to be true
You know how everything is getting more and more expensive and we keep getting less and less for our money, well in this month’s installment of the comic I added one whole frame. Yes a fifth frame for the price of 4. If that isn’t a fair deal, I don’t know what is. Value for our readers.
The topic of thievery plays a strong role in this comic and this blog. Thieves stole my sleep, my youth, and worse, big oil thieves steal my hard earned cash every time I go shopping. Sure, if I were a good environmentalist, I’d say this is a spur to find alternative energy sources. And it is. But I still have to pay those scum every time I go to the gas station…
This one comic took a while to come out although the idea was there for quite some time. In fact the idea was there minutes after the last one was put up, but bless those little sleep-thieves I call dependents, they have been making my cartooning time quite limited. But they did give me time to work on the dialogue and it was a late night epiphany so to speak when the text for frame 4 with the metaphor for the image came into my head. I guess sleep deprivation at the hands of your kids can be considered creative destruction (of my brain cells).
And speaking of creative, I have created an online store with the help of my friend Rick. It’s at http://www.cafepress.com/stankotibor. The look is lame and that will improve with time, but you can by t-shirts and other swag with the comic on it. Please support me in my bid to free myself from the world of corporate slavery by buying and promoting this comic in t-shirt form.
Now that Jesse Jackson has given me fodder with anti-Obama “I’ll cut his nuts off” comment, I know I can begin on the next cartoon immediately.
Posted in big oil, cartoon, freedom from corporate oppression, humor, Obama, slavery, sleep deprivation, store, thieves
Tagged big oil, cartoon, freedom from corporate oppression, humor, Obama, slavery, sleep deprivation, store, thieves