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.

cats who are hungry....

Enough black pieces. For now.


that sly dog cat.

Bashful Boogie-Man

Here's a bashful....ghost. Yeah, I'm going to say it's a ghost.


the dark-yness conveys the agony of being bashful.

Dastardly Duo.

I think people who personally know my dogs will be astounded at how accurate these drawings are...


Twink aka Twinkus aka Stink


Atari aka Rooty aka Boo Too

Because as far as I'm concerned, they're dead on.

aka Jiff.

Jeff is known for his boyish charm and flirtatious nature.

Broccoli is RoccKoli.

above : my favorite vegetable. when it's served to me, it's like scoring a point in a sport. it's that good.

bandito.

meh. i guess he's a bandit or something.

black as my soul.

death. death. death.


i give death pounds when I see him on the street.

undecided.

Ummmm, I guess I couldn't decide if I wanted to make something cute or something hideous. So I did both.

But somehow, the end result is quite hideous and then some.


adorable + grotesque = super grotesque.... go figure.

Hmmm. Lindsay's not going to like this one.

dudely dude.

I draw myself kind of a lot. But I rarely go for accuracy. In fact, the drawings usually don't look anything like me. But they are me, to be sure.

The drawings usually reflect my general discomfort and distaste regarding my current predicament. Whatever that might be.

Here's a new one!


who's that dude?

float-head-bot.

this robot does not condone bottling up your emotions, you robot.

have mercy.

This is kind of how I feel right now. I've been putting in long nights and weekends, attached to a computer. Then I come home and squeeze in some computer time.


beep bop boop. i mean, Number 5 is alive.

mix tape.

this mix will blow your mind. it's awesome. that's where the title came from.