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And that about wraps up chapter 4! As always, thanks for reading. I’ll be doing another little intermission next week, then glide smoothly into chapter 5. Bring your water skis. (Previous comic refs: Kai’s mishap; Heather’s brush with death. If[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Revenge is a dish best served in the form of spittle. Just ask Baron Harkonnen. Always a pleasure to include some of Chicago’s treasures in a strip. From left to right: Potter Palmer’s Grecian temple he shares with his wife,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Whew! This is why the comic’s late, peeps. Unlike the last pencil-heavy comic I did, I couldn’t stay up till morn this time. Hope you like it! About “”horto in urbs”: one of Chicago’s official mottoes is “urbs in horto,”[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Guess who’s back! :D (See separate blog post!) PS – Talia’s inspiration is one part James Lester from Primeval, one part every ’70s/’80s police chief ever.
It’s a silly gag, I admit, but they’d sleep on those thought balloons if they could. …Hm, I may be giving myself ideas…
I’ve never shown up on my sibling’s doorstep drunk as a skunk, but I can imagine this is how I’d be awoken, if not by a cat to the face.
Looks like someone found something she didn’t like… For the book, I liberally stole from paid homage to Lisa D. Schrenk’s work, Building a Century of Progress. It’s a neat cataloging of architecture during the ’33 World’s Fair, which happened[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
That poor pizza.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! I give you…a comic utterly unrelated to St. Patty’s Day, unless you count drunkenly scarfing cold pizza at 2 o’clock in the morning. So yeah, this has everything to do with St. Patty’s Day.
What’s a little B&E between brothers?