what a man.

listen sweet-haat. i is poi-fect just the ways i am.

Who could resist those big doe-eyes?

live and learn.

i should have gotten the "a" sweater. but "w" seemed so perfect at the time.

This character is actually related to someting that I'm working on right now. More on that soon in my process blog.

how's the weather down there?

This little dude ended up on my notes somehow. I think he might be a frog or something.


being tall isn't that rad. i imagine...

Ghost-Proof Suit from Mexico

I just got back from Mexico. It was a blast of righteous awesome to my face. But it was a lot of travel.

I hate drawing on airplanes, buses, trains or cars, but I did anyway. Because it's more boring not to.

Here's the only drawing from the trip that I like even a little bit:


ghosts are a constant worry for most of us. especially those of us without our own ghost-proof suit.

Not very Mexico-y, I guess.

the rhyme game.

oh, i love that game!

a dark and stormy night.

it takes all kinds.

going back for seconds.

Here's a non-mutilated bunny for all the folks who were offended by the mutilated one. And there were kind of a lot.


hey, cute bunny! you shouldn't go back for seconds, you're kind of chubby.

dirt + baby = bathtime

babies are gross and dirty. dirty babies.

oh thank goodness.

he was getting worried.

live and die for hair gel.

this dude is stoked for his perfectly coifed spikes.

Monster Love.

Some monsters are full of love. Most of full of children. Children that they ate the night before.


he's a big, sloppy pile of greasy, slimy love.

face sucker.

what a kisser.

sweet like candy.

he was actually more of a failure than he was sweet.

oh, that dude.

Update : I added a little color to and grit. Check out the final in my process blog.


tough guy. i guess.

In the Army! Now!

did you ever see the documentary In the Army Now*?

*Not a real documentary. Actually a hilarious 1994 Paul Shore buddy-flick.

Noodle time.

his camouflage hides him in his natural habital... spaghetti.

sweater haters.

other cats make fun, teasing that his sweater's too big, but they're all just haters. haters of the game.

brain bubble.

And now back to the good old moleskin notebook.


his new brain gave him a renewed sense of self-worth...

I love that tiny little book.

stab a bean.

Another meeting doodle.


i guess i hate beans or something.

read that back to me...

In true A Day in the Life spirit, the following drawings were taken from the notes I took during a meeting. So they are random and I don't know how / why I drew them.


ahhh... moose... guy... who thinks... he's the life of the party?


umm... snake... guy... with anime-ish hair...

Yes. Indeed.

seed mooch.

you're just using me for my seed collection, seed-lover.

Doom-cicle.

doom?

a quiet space battle

in the midst of a slightly boring, but still intergalactic, battle over the possession of a huge space crystal diamond.

bite me.

he was nicer than his teeth let on.

alpha beta crap-a

when you're in a frat with this dude you don't just party. you par-tay.

in poor taste.

"don't cry! i'm not dead, dudes! you just never had me in the first place!"

P.S. it's Friday the Turd-teenth! My favorite holiday of all!

in-tents.

he was one intense dude.

Do you know what else is intense?

Camping is.

deep blue cutie

…on the verge of capturing the elusive and majestic Cutiefish. it's so cute it inspired the Cuddlefish to cuddle. yes! so cute!

gas-face.

Some days just get the gas-face. Today was one of those days.


don't worry, dude, at least you've still got your radiant good looks and gentlemanly charm going for you.

an invader!

I guess I took home more than overpriced clothes and random comic books from New York City.

I also grabbed about a million germs. All of whom immediately vomited their poison into my fragile body.


the puke tastes like nyc smells...

ghost + technology.

remember : if you hear a super spooky ghost who's loud and fearsome, it could just be a not-so-spooky ghost with an amp or megaphone or something.

one (1) tough dude.

this one dude is so tough that once he broke a semi-truck just by shouting really hard at it. true story.

SuperColorBird

SuperColorBird says "don't forget to call your parents collect, then have them deny the charges if you just want to let them know you're ready for them to pick you up from basketball practice."

Sage advice, SuperColorBird! That trick saved me mucho quarters back in the day. Extra Credit Tip : When the fake operator prompts you, say "imreadytobepickedupfromthegym" really fast instead of your name.

P.S. I got a bunch of new, random colored markers!

Catch this.

Let's set the record straight.

Yes, I am 25 years old. An adult by most definitions of the world.

And yes, I am a man. Not only that, I'm a hairy, manly man who's a hit with the ladies.

And yes, I live a stylishly urban life filled with lots of expensive clothes and jewelry and fly-ass shoes that make me feel superior to the common man.

And yes, today I bought the new Pokemon for my Nintendo DS Lite (Diamond version, natch). Some people might call it a game for ADHD suffering 6-year-olds who couldn't hack pee-wee football. But I call it awesome.

And I bought it with conviction and authority. I not only defiantly locked eyes with the clerk as I placed the tiny-boxed game on the counter, but I announced in a booming voice that this Pokemon game was indeed for me, and me alone.

My words were met with deafening silence and a look of befuddlement, but the air was charged, buzzing with excitement and satisfied awe.

To celebrate this day, I drew a tribute to the act of "Catching 'em All."


Gotta catch 'em all, dilweeds!

Ghosts are poop-tacular!

G-g-ghosts! A-a-aweome!

Man, if I ever saw a ghost I'd poop my pants. But I'd be thinking "this is so rad" the whole time.


the bringer of bones.

More to come. The progress will be documented in my process blog. Watch out.

A Day in the What-site?

It's official. A Day in the Life has it's own website! Check out the just launched http://24inthelife.com!


the day you've been waiting for. if you're kind of lame.

Of course, right now it's just a intro page. And I don't promise to change it anytime soon. But it's exiting nonetheless.

Shut up! Is too!

Dreamy Hunk.

If I could only have one friend in the world, this would be this dude...


man, oh man, that's a boss tattoo.

Too bad in real life I've got numerous friends but none are this cool.

how to make a monster laugh...

Q : What do sea monsters eat?

A : Fish and Chips Ships!


aaaaahhhhhh ha ha ha ha ha! omg. omg. that's so funny i'm laughing my scales off! ohhhh, it hurts! stop, stop! you, sir, truly are the master of sea-monster-themed fish and chip jokes!

Damn right I am, Monster.

...but a single flower....

sometimes we all get a little lonely....

just sit back and unwind....

cause it's SUMMERTIME! That's twice as nice when you live in the Mini-Apple.


ohmygodohmygodohmygod...

ding-dong.

Mewtleton was so surprised when company dropped by unannounced that he couldn't muster anything but the smallest of word bubbles.

sad sack...

he doesn't make a whole lot of friends...

naked = freedom

sometimes you've just got to get buck-naked. you've got to air that stank out.

Don't ask...

that's a glowstick in his hand. he's at a rave. he's a raver, i guess.

First Soda. Ever.

"oooh! oh my! the bubbles tickled my nose! oh my word! how exciting!"

That's totally how it went when this dude drank his first soda ever in his life.

star-struck

stay cool. stay. cool. mantain, dude.

sweet rewards.

When I was in Middle School, I had a friend who got 100 bucks every time he didn't bring home a D or F on his report card.

I always got exemplary grades, but was only rewarded with a kind word and a hearty handshake.

Of course, I thought this was totally bogus. After all, shouldn't I get a bigger material reward for not needing the motivation of a material reward in the first place?

Unfortunately, my parents and I didn't see eye-to-eye on this issue. But I was too much of a pussy to let my grades slide just to teach them a lesson.

Here's a drawing that vaguely relates to this story.


for a scoop of delicious ice cream, i'd get A+'s to the break of dawn.

It's a good thing I never did become a "bad seed" and get poor grades. After all, without top marks, how could I have gotten into... an... art school?

Ah crap.

shut up.

Sometimes you just need quiet. But sometimes some people just won't shut up.


shutupshutupshutup...

Please shut up, you loud, noisy, poopy people.

xxx .adults only. xxx

This one's just for the grown-ups. Today's post is not work safe, or for the faint of heart...

Want to take a peak and see what hides underneath that skimpy censor bar? You're in luck...


warning. click the image to see the more than you can handle.

I've got to take a ice-cold shower. For a year.