My latest time-wasting nonsense: Pretentious Satan

What if the Father of All Lies turned out to be a snotty barista?

I'm in bed with a nasty cold on this fine spring day, so I thought I'd waste my time wisely.  One of the great side effects of taking vast amounts of over-the-counter cold remedies is that you start thinking of truly asinine, ridiculous things that you might otherwise never consider. Today, for instance, I started wondering what would happen if the Devil, the very personification of evil, were a snooty, judgmental urbanite. And now, ladies and gentlemen, I am ready to present to you my findings. I submit for your approval, PRETENTIOUS SATAN!

"The Magician and the Thief": A Comic

"Bauer and the Large Poisonous Spiders": A (very) short story

"Magnificent creatures, aren't they?"

The Funday Sunnies! Comics for the terminally depressed!

Celebrating America's richest vein of laughter and despair: Newspaper comics!

Hello, everybody!

My main man, Zomby, has been on a vision quest in Nepal these past few weeks, which explains his near-total absence from the blog. When (or if) he gets back, I'll be happy to bring you his further exploits. In the meantime, I thought I'd bring you a variety of Sunday comics, each one with the subtly dispiriting, downbeat antihumor of Zomby!

Enjoyment is not the proper reaction to these comics, per se. You really should be shaking your head and sighing deeply after each one.

Capitalist Cut-Ups

Ruprecht, The One-Armed Cat

Dennis the Fundamentalist

Only One Punchline!

The Dullards

Suburban Ennui

Creepy Love