this might be a tad exaggerated. I worry that I ruin these sort of editorial “comic strips” sometimes by trying to have them make sense so this is fairly similar to the initial concept, but there are other ways I can also ruin them.

time-lapsed trashterpiece of indecision.

i presume this feature was not made with my sort of thing in mind since it can space the video to 15 seconds, 30 seconds, 60 seconds and “all,” which in my case comes out to

18 minutes and 4 seconds, and it is more like when I no longer felt capable of continuing than “finished.”

I cheated this video to some degree since I went and made yet more changes after exporting the first 60 second lapsoid, then exported a second lapsoid, rather than replacing the first (though the second was replaced numerous times), so it has an additional twelve seconds of changes, but at an even faster speed since the second video still contains the entire contents of the first lapsoid, just condensed even further, and then I set those twelve seconds to play after the first sixty seconds. then I had to adjust the length of the music, formerly almost exactly one minute long, to fit that, and from the sound of things I perhaps should not have, because you can’t just add a few seconds to an existing composition and have it sound like it belongs there unless it is proportional to the length of music that is already there or make it seem like it is going to be and then fade it out, and I hate fadeouts, so I did something else that is awkward and perhaps similar to what happened with the drawing itself after the first 60 seconds. Doing all of that, then explaining that I did all of that isn’t important except to emphasize that I am seriously mentally ill. And that isn’t even important to do since you already knew that. But I am no dope. Dopes thrive on what is wrong with them. I do not thrive on what is wrong with dopes, I merely attempt to present it honestly.

a 2013 sketch that I thought had an important message and so i have adjusted it to be more presentable. The title “partillery” is unfortunate but I am lacking both of adequate knowledge and further interest in both warfare and golf to come up with a better merging of relevant terminologies than that.

a robision, possibly finished, but not necessarily. for Grom-PE (keeper of the blue lizard) and Casas (with regard to the green, and who may also have drawn the pose sketch and later showed me what furniture should go where), because that is in fact the most coherent thing I have this week that I might exhibit here without needing to explain it further. In which lizard people do something strange, because lizard people rarely do anything sensible, if their choice of frameable folk did not make that clear.

a marginally less than complete and half-sized robision animation for a person known only as nafradorf fumblewip, in which a strange imp poses on some blue orb creatures that are strange in a different way, because that is what I have to show this week.
It may need to slowly crawl through all 42 frames before it will play at a reasonable speed. That is your chance to check for blemishes and mistakes that I missed!

because I do not manage my time at all well lately, spending too much of the past week drawing and adjusting bells on the subject of the past week’s website post, and have yet to conclude that task, here from several weeks before then is

a robision drawing for a person called Kynikos of a creature also named Kynikos[s] who seeks the attention of fish in an unorthodox manner while wearing a strange hat. Kynikos has also helped me to locate several more archive pages whose formatting had gone totally screwy once entries on them migrated from the main page, which is evidently less pedantic about unclosed < center > tags, and I was able to correct that formatting. I cannot verify that they were also hiding in a puddle or required a special hat to find, but that would explain how I missed them until now. Few of my hats are special.

I seem to have neglected to state that “the wizard of squawk” from several weeks ago was also a robisioned piece! I have now added text to explain that, but I felt it prudent to explain that I failed to explain that. In fact I initially failed to explain it altogether; I only remembered to add an additional comment that was meant to follow the bit that I forgot wasn’t there yet. But now it is.

this idiot again. still not done, even with these frames, with additional motions yet to be started on, but I am no longer concerned that the object being carried is too boring or looks too much like I think it looks like a gun. A trumpet plunger with bells or hershey kisses hanging off the back is indeed preferable, yes.

I presume the fired-out bits will be similar to the old version, but I think that every time and change my mind after I already started trying to keep it like the old version.

An earlier attempt that is less like a plunger but I was concerned it might instead be compared to a body part popularized in a famous Kurt Vonnegut illustration.

holding a frosting tube

like I drew in cholesteronslaught (except too small and not riding a pie) after making the very old sprites, but then forgot about until after I had already started on the new sprites. this looks alright for the moment but I would need to redraw the arms for every angle, rather than creating a stringy monstrosity that needs to be drawn around the arms and that unlike a tube has no real world counterpart so that I can never know if it really looks correct or doesn’t and may spend an indefinite period trying to bring to that point.

armless (and yet toeless) variant, wearing something more like what the less violent, tattooed version of this creature had on in my december 2006 website header, and as is typical i didn’t bother to consult what that was since I was surprised to see that I included such a classy flower all those years ago when I finally got around to checking, and I only checked so I could have the correct link to it.

the first head variant. i thought i could include a leg variant also, that makes the creature slightly shorter. Neither really works! If you look closely, I mean. Most people never look at anything closely, but I cannot help doing so. I can try and fudge their positions in the sprite assembler but if nothing else and I can’t ultimately recycle any parts inside the game it is a foundation for a separate idiot. what is the fun of giving two different foes the same weapon? because they aren’t meant to be different, they are meant to be of equalish rank but look different despite that.
The line weight looks different simply because my drawing tablet of 4.6 years told me last night that it was done so I did this up to now with a mouse again. I’m worried this might actually look better and I have made things worse by freaking out so much lately when the tablet increasingly refused to work without being done, so that I needed to stop and restart the whole system, wasting time and rage in the process, but for any other sort of drawing the non-rodenty way is preferable.

a fancifully-colored commission for MordecaiPants of a contrarily-dressed sorcerial bird-person

because, as is increasingly the case, that is what I have this week, not because there is anything especially noteworthy about it. I am “glad” I can say it is because of spending a majority of my time trying to but not necessarily accomplishing anything, at least not of personal benefit, rather than simply because I am lazy. My laziness is very complex!

a gift commission from a person called RelaxingDragon1 to a person called QuentinCoyote (but drawn by me) featuring a stylishly-hatted individual also named Quentin Coyote at a somewhat less stylish location, pondering whether a round trip is in order.

truly divisive, replies to this picture on various websites have run the distance from figuring I don’t know about the slide and explaining it to me, talking about it like everyone knows about it, and explaining to me that the slide absolutely could not exist as if ’twere my idea, sometimes immediately beside each other.

If the scene looks barren of attractions and unlike a proper amusement park, I should clarify that the real Action Park that I was instructed to evoke did in fact look like this, at least as best I could tell, since I was unable to turn up a photograph of the ostensibly notorious loop slide from any beneficial angles.

At the end of the slide was what appears to be a piece of dark plastic or rubber in a shallow hole, with water running off into the grass, which creates an unpleasant marsh like environment, which is why that helpful plank has been placed beside the plastic. Truly, no expense was cared. I don’t know how the water gets up to the top of the slide platform to go through the tube; a garden hose seemed a reasonable guess, given the production quality. I probably should have made the ski lift chairs bigger but than I would have had to actually detail them and I wasn’t asked to draw them, much less paid to do so! Yet I felt inclined to make this as accurate as I was able to until late in the process, by which point the only area that felt safe to mess with was the mountains and to a lesser degree the trees, since the best way to do that would have involved having them not be green, which seemed somehow less appropriate than faking up their shapes did.

I personally thought it was funnier for the protagonist to approach the slide willingly and smiling, but humor is subjective and not always beneficial to horror narratives. I do wish however that I had remembered about that “achtung” sign idea; I only remembered it just now when I sought these early sketches. I had at one point meant to incorporate it into the setup that was eventually chosen, since I don’t like all the plain unadorned brown and troublesome straight lines here, which are a natural byproduct of me having no intuition or references for a wooden structure I have only seen from the side in tiny, pixelated photographs. a few more props could make the space more interesting without requiring unremarkable fake trees. I also finally see that my difficulty with the perspective on the slide that makes it look more like an enormous shofar than a tube of consistent circumference was that I didn’t diminish the shadow beneath it as it went up. Ewps. The ride attendant was also supposed to be wearing sunglasses, and those DID look like sunglasses at one point but I failed to notice when my layer shenanigans left them no longer doing so. Maybe I will fix such issues if I ever feel sufficiently wronged by the owner of the hat-wearing figure here. Unfortunately he didn’t ask me for the picture and never watched any of my pages, meaning he can’t unwatch those pages either, so I would have to direct both of us quite out of our ways to facilitate all that, which means even more extra work! oh

a stylish, though perhaps a tad suspicious dragon creature robision for Rabbit, or Habit, whoever wants it. admittedly I am unskilled in depicting non-suspicious beings.
the idea here was of the subject as a blank “canvas” on to which paint of two specific pinkish tones had been splattered. the background is also primarily drawn in those pinkishes.

the person who bought this also asked if i planned to print any further comic books. the “plan,” as much as the comic strip ever had one, from the beginning has been to print the whole thing, but I have not made any progress toward preparing the fourth book, apart from switching things around to make book 3 conclude more cleanly. in fact i haven’t touched new pages either since june or july. unfortunately i seem only able to progress on one unending niche-interest project at a time, and for much of this year it was the gzdoom business that I had accumulated much anxiety about leaving unfinished for years, not considering that it was not a bit closed to being finishable. the comic strip and beet cartoons also aren’t but they at least have progressed linearly enough that I could release bits of them in arguably finalized forms. beet part 1 being most arguable since I had started on a redraw of that, even, which also lingers unfinished, while the initial finalization of part 3 also does.
I suppose it is “progress” that I recognize a finalization to be “initial.” I suppose it is better to accept a habit you can’t break than live the rest of your life continually being freshly disappointed by your failing to break it. I suppose frequently. I suspect I am not supposed to. I also suspect frequently, hence perhaps my illustrating of suspicious-looking beast-folk.

most of a certainty you will not be able to read this comic strip without clicking on it to enlarge it. Do use that information to your advantage when deciding whether or not to click on it.

My mother notified me of her alarm at the swear words in this. Indeed I don’t like them but at some point amitz its production I stopped noticing the vulgarity since I find hostile emoji usage (especially with blue used to color bodily liquid sources) so much more offensive. I realized recently it has been twenty years since I first observed an association between jerks in arguments and using smile icons to show how NOT SAD they were, plus enough typed out laughter abbreviations to be mistaken for a batman villain, appropriately enough on the DC comics message board, albeit the Mad Magazine section of it. I wondered how best to commemorate that and what I did probably wasn’t it.

in order to further facilitate not-reading, clicking on the following image will do nothing:

people talk trash about facebook when they aren’t on it, but I didn’t get any condescending comments about the comic strip when I posted it there, only from someone on an embarrassing “furry” website I really should have given up on ages ago who has no business talking down to anybody. but to be fair my reach on facebook is less than if I stood outside my house holding up the computer with that image displayed on the screen until the battery emptied out.

Another of my observations is that self-identified “furries” who are also self-identified “writers” tend to write the worst things [that don’t have smiley faces and lols in them].

that doesn’t mean it’s good!

a picture that truthfully I cannot work on for the moment since my regular computer has taken ill and my regular image editing software objects to me trying to use it on a backup computer

but you probably won’t notice a big difference between this and what I hope to make it into once I can open it for alterations again. And indeed the website has also suffered a bizarre injury I yet do not understand. I was thinking about replacing the creature getting punched in the face with a nemitz suspiciously soon before this all broke down, however.

936pm EVIDENTLY the mere presence of an irrelevant index.html in the publichtml folder was screwing it up. It had been there since 2007 and not been an issue until the wordpress update, and I only updated wordpress since something totally unrelated was broken, since I couldn’t tell WHAT was broken.

I had to ask someone at my web-host to get this sorted out.

Their site also doesn’t work. on their TWITTER page they have a different, newer chat link than is on their actual website that I erroneously assumed would get priority.

which also doesn’t work.
I had to ask directly, at which point I was suggested to do some silly things that didn’t work, and then took it upon myself to try in another browser.

A very stupid day!
Once that indork was gone the thing read index.php properly and loaded the site once I removed the word “beans” from it. I only added “beans” earlier in the day to see if that would do anything, which it didn’t, until the index.html was gone, at which point the beans generated an error, but a proper responsible error that identified itself instead of unplugging everything and going to hide. WHICH is probably just what nemitz would do. Or more likely nemitz would stand there being proud of mitself. Even if rygar never gets around to punching mit I stongly advise anybody else to.

a robision drawing for a person called Draque of a mysterious creature performing a tarot card reading. ordinarily I do not show robisions here, as I believe I said the last time I did so, but as was also likely the case last time, this is what I have this week and so here it shall go! and NEXT week I won’t be here at all, so I may have less to show than this.

the sun symbol on the decoration is from the arcade game “3 wonders.” Initially I was trying to draw the circus emblem from shining force but couldn’t remember if i had a screenshot of it available but I knew I had this one since I used it on a web page back in 2003 and it actually made less sense than this does.

draque suggested a “seedy bar” as a setting. I very much hate bars and felt intimidated by that until i realized there wouldn’t be much room to show scenery. then i looked up the phrase “seedy bar” and was reminded that a lot of bars and restaurants that for whatever reason fancy themselves as being bar-like tend to have framed monochrome photographs of famous patrons or people that they wish had been patrons, so that provided a simple way of suggesting there was more going on than just bricks. Just the thought that they might be PROUD the dope came there, or even worse WISH the dope would but couldn’t persuade it to do so must surely mean this is among the seediest of all bars.

although suspiciously two of my pose sketches indicate that the dope is in the bar as this scene is taking place and I am uncertain if I would have put something else in the picture frame knowing that. What if dopes are this bar’s ONLY customers? That place should go out of business IMMEDIATELY. not just because instead of buying drinks dopes just wander around smiling at people, allowing them on the premises at all is most certainly a mental health code violation. Although I am sad to say they still probably would not make for the most annoying experience I ever had in a bar, I can yet blame the dopes for reminding me of that!

this month is, as an increasing number of businesses want to tell me, a “pride month.” Specifically with regard to whom you do or do not want to have sexual relations. But I do not know how to be proud of something that I did not have a choice about or work to achieve, particularly when the things I DID work to achieve I am also often not proud of! Even if I could manage it, experience has shown that no established group represents any of my own interests, especially as more and more of the symbols are co-opted by global corporations that are larger than many national governments. I am destined to be confused and alone! Is it possible I am proud of THAT? I hope not. But I am confused and consequently uncertain.

Contrary to what deviantart and world-class comedian Fortune Feimster suggest, my true self’s pride is not what it creates with, but what with which it distances itself from other people.
i do appreciate that the person i never heard of being shoved at me today by a corporate entity is not a fraction of my age and famous for smirking on youtube or singing shoddy songs, but I still find no fun or camaraderie in marketer-approved activities.

I used the pathetic snake in the illustration because it has and is problems closest to coinciding with my own, despite being subtly different in appearance from my self.
my “regular” characters are extremely proud of themselves but none of them know what “sex” is as far as I am aware. YOU may, naturally, be proud of whatever you want! this here is only about me. and it.

for other websites I named this piece “pride and precipice” because oh how droll it rhymes with the title of a book I never read. But I also realized that

years ago naming this painting “unimprecipe” must have made no sense. i confused “precipice,” a word for the edge of a cliff (specifically a vertical edge rather than the cartoonish, ready-to-crumble overhangs I prefer to draw but nobody knows that) with the evidently non-existent “precipe.” This is otherwise irrelevant to the present subject matter.

a few weeks earlier my mother had sent me a link to “asexuality, the ascent of the invisible sexual orientation” but which seemed to especially focus on “asexual” folk wanting to see more asexual folk on television, and I was not sure how to respond to the link-sender about it, and never did. I am not asking you to read that! I am merely issuing proof that it exists.

I appreciate my mother’s consideration, as twenty three years ago when I first knew I didn’t want to be called he him his, there was absolutely no way to bring up this topic and not encounter misery or mockery. I remember the first time I did I was asked by this person “do you want to be like TOBY?” a ridiculous ‘neuter’ person who had appeared on the Sally Jesse Raphael show, clips of which were subsequently shown and laughed at on the E channel’s Talk Soup program, which we both watched. I did not want to be like Toby. I still do not want to be like Toby.

it’s about 40 minutes, this link is just to prove it exists, I am not asking you to watch it!
Toby is boring and has a boring name, even though Toby’s stated approach to sexual matters and method of responding to people who are far too curious about it is similar to mine. Asexual is not the same as agender but they occupy the same “nobody is selling what I am buying” part of their respective spectrums. AND I don’t want anyone to sell it!

However I am not at all concerned about the more recent self-labeling asexuals’ “representation.” Any group with photogenic representatives will eventually get represented in photography, and they are certainly prettier than Toby. They will get what they want. I do not seek representation, as I do not trust anyone else to achieve it. What I want is to be believed and accepted when I describe my own condition, not have to check a box and not have to choose a flag. Maybe news of self-described asexuals would reach more neuro-normal fans of awful media, and after long enough eventually be believed by them, and make it easier to describe my own problem to them, but that would be a side-effect.

Admittedly I have in the past appreciated fictional characters that are never shown to have outwardly sexual identities, like Samus, Tintin, even dumb old Rygar. I don’t need an official seal of “by the way they’re ASEXUAL!” to appreciate that they do something important without romance screwing things up. And I would continue to prefer them if labeled asexuals started appearing in crummy tv shows, having that be their core defining trait and being exactly like every other annoying complacent smirking jeans-wearing forklogan I don’t like otherwise.
And I do like Olive Oyl, Dynamite Headdy and certain Batmans, who sometimes have their decision-making skills impaired by the appearance of romance potential, because they are able to remain interesting. Sailor Moon is perfectly capable of both fighting evil by moonlight and winning love by daylight. What I don’t like are gross, boring “sex scenes” and contrived pairings, like when a woman and man fight each other a lot and then out of nowhere start kissing, I can’t stand it.

it is the “love” as a completely embarrassing and forced plot device that I cannot tolerate. I may also experience difficulty tolerating the people who tolerate them! Even if asexuals never do this I have every confidence that terrible writers will think of other disconcertingly moronic things for them to do instead.

I can imagine the gay porn test being a quad-annual requirement for renewing your asexual license.

I don’t even like the WORD “sex” and I think “ace” sounds stupid but that isn’t necessarily the fault of anyone I am griping about today.

apparently there are rings you can buy or forge to grant yourself the magical power to not want to do sex. I should be grateful to not need one, perhaps. I suppose the idea is to identify yourself so you can be found and find others with a similar condition without having to be very ostentatious and PROUD. A little black ring is more discreet than a big dumb flag. I don’t like having constricting trinkets stuck to my skin, though. I have never even been able to wear a watch, back when people wore watches. A ring is worse since it will either be too tight or inclined to fall off and get lost, and I would want to constantly fiddle with and adjust it before then.

and now I need a flag to let everyone know I am a fiddler!

welcome to stop and shop

It is being reorganized; the one nearer to my previous location went through the same screwy phase last year, but this temporary sign is showing the obsolete 2008-2018 logo from when Stop and Shop was merged with the Mid-Atlantic supermarket chain “Giant,” which it no longer is, so I don’t understand why it is considered preferable to the logoless, proper sign that had been here two weeks ago.

it is a dinstinctily nonsensical logo, reminiscent of the incoherent mass of shapes beside the “L” in the dangelogo, so i noticed immediately when it stopped being used, and again with it reused.

I am getting mixed messages at this store. Or maybe just a mixed mess.

Despite the arrows, or perhaps to spite the arrows, people would blatantly walk the wrong way into the narrowest aisles and then just stand there like The Zax until *I* turned around and go out the opposite way I came in because I want to avoid a fight, which is the only reason I follow the arrows to begin with. I will obey a rule that makes no sense in order to prevent hypothetical conflict but I won’t hold up such a rule when conflict picks a fight with it. I will walk the wrong way over an arrow to get something at the end of the aisle and if nobody is facing me. Overall I want to not do anything that will get me faced.
Yes I drew that stupid header picture for this one bit. I initially intended to put the drawing with this section but I also don’t want a boring photograph of a shoddy storefront at the top of the website I provide to people who ask about my art drawings since somebody did recently and I would prefer such a person to be put off by an actual shoddy art piece.
I postponed finishing this for 2 weeks since other stuff kept happening and the store went and got rid of the stupid arrows and mask policy but the aisles are still a mess, and people are just as inclined to go full speed in a one-cart-wide space and not care if someone is in front of them facing the opposite direction. AND with the mask mandate lifted it did turn out that the person opposed to me was masked and I wasn’t, though I also wasn’t wearing an ugly baseball hat with a stupid slogan on it. Additionally I was not naked, sticking my posterior end out needlessly nor standing in a Charlie Chaplin pose, so disregard the rumors.

What kind of loser would drink this?
I couldn’t tell if twitter people who saw this a few weeks ago thought I was legitimately accusing seltzer drinkers of being losers or they simply don’t think napoleon jokes are funny. I do share a home with two seltzer drinkers and I greatly prefer when they DRINK the overpriced, fouled bubble water rather than pour a little bit into another drink and leave the cans all over the place.

Charmin is great toilet paper if you buy that for companionship
and for bad math but that seems to come standard at this point.

dumb fact: I have had charmin toilet paper in my house approximately one time, last april, at the height of the bogus toilet paper shortage when that was the only brand left in the store because everybody in town recognizes it is inferior at its primary stated purpose and also thoroughly incompatible with all the septic tanks common in a seaside locale that used to be all farms. Supposedly it was “septic safe” and my guess is they determined that by flushing one square and observing that the house didn’t explode. I likely used most of it for blowing my nose and diverted my strategic toilet paper for nose blowing reserve to active restroom duty.

apparently plumbers have particularly heavy excrement which makes them ideal test subjects

hey you want chips? you’ve come to the right six different places

two of which even say “chips” on the aisle markers

you want 50 percent discounts that don’t register when scanned, that the service desk will say will register at checkout, which don’t, which the attendant will key in an exception for but that the actual store manager won’t see the big deal about leaving mislabeled and having less-attentive customers pay full price for? apparently I do because I still shop here and simply took two and unscanned one the last time this happened because I didn’t want to need to show anyone that I was buying hamburger helper, much less making a fuss about not saving one dollar on it. It usually happens on stupid products, like 2 pound bags of york peppermint patricias or cans of cat food. The latter of which isn’t inherently embarrassing but I don’t want anyone thinking that I personally approve of the cat’s actions.

this discount was also fake but fortunately the math still worked out.

there are occasional “random” audits triggered when attempting to check out, which prompt an employee to approach your purchases and rescan them until the computer says they can stop which fortunately hasn’t bumped up against my personal manual override of their broken pricing system yet.
at the TIME i was buying these in single serve containers because I kept making the 64 ounce size go bad prematurely by chopping up bits of lemon and dropping them into the bottle to improve the flavor which I didn’t immediately realize was responsible for spoiling the fluid early. I have a great many personal tricks that don’t actually work because I do not know how to do proper research. For example, I have on occasion considered that the creature nemitz, while an inexcusable crumbum, might be compatible with the concept of plush toys, but imagined mits possession of horns would be a problem. However some time in 2019 my then four year old neice violet showed up with a stuffed animal that appeared to be a mixture between unicorn and octopus and it had a horn which looked rigid but was collapsible and i tried to poke my own eye with it and it didn’t hurt, and was difficult enough to seem like it wouldn’t happen by accident, which would presumably not-hurt slightly less, which meant an accurate doll nemitz was perhaps feasible, if not at all justifiable. I am inclined to believe there was a better way I could have determined how safe it was to jab my own eye without actually doing that.
Also the reason I didn’t post this two weeks ago was because I meant to find that unicorn octopus doll in this house so I could photograph it, and I didn’t, and then I forgot. Absolutely nemitz’s fault.

ALSO even that iced tea purchase is also outdated, because I have lately been so inclined to augment the iced tea I buy with additional lemon or additional tea I decided to just make my own full pot of it, today. Eh my concoction needs some tweaking, and I don’t think i saved any money yet either because it meant I had to buy a pitcher, I found one here, for $14. When I went to remove the internal components to wash it before using it, I discovered they were broken. When I went back to return and replace the item, knowing that the longer I put off doing that the more it seemed like I broke it, I found the four of the remaining pitchers ALSO had the same part broken.

However Stop and Shop is still a better store than Shop Rite, a substantially better store than Price Chopper, has very good deli meats and self-scanning machines that greatly improve the overall experience. I just like to complain.

There is always someone to blame.