Friday, August 31, 2007

Sunday, August 26, 2007

New Comic, just for YOU.

I am now the proud owner of a new laptop and a whole mess of screwed up files. So the actual website has not been updated yet. However, I have added this new "Fear" comic to the blog for all those folks who waited patiently for me to get my stuff together.

Look for to be updated early next week.

Thanks for sticking in there with me.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Old friends, warm nights, vast quantities of smoked animal protein…

Some friends of ours from college took us to “The Salt-Lick” to celebrate our return to Texas. I never knew that such vast quantities of BBQ could exist in one place. The deal is that they bring you “veggies” in the form of coleslaw and beans and a loaf of bread. Then you get the triple meat platter with an extra squeeze bottle of sauce on the side just in case your dinner gets dry (heaven forefend).

Not that unusual, yes? Well, this place differs from the norm in that the smiling sweaty (hello 80% humidity) waitress takes away the empty meat plate after you push it away groaning…and then…she brings, ANOTHER ONE!
Finish the second plate. Woosh! Another one is plopped down. Again and again more and more meat until you finally resort to paying your check in self defense.

The Husband and I have decided to go vegetarian for the foreseeable future which is not hard to do in Austin. This town is proving itself to be both BBQ and Veggie friendly.
So that’s nice. In other news:

Computer Status: Crapstorm.

The husband and I have some decision-making to do before purchasing a new computer. Sorry for the delay in comic updates but I am adrift in a computer-less world. Surprisingly my eyestrain headaches have subsided considerably. Hello Silver Lining!

When I am once again in a position to post the new death comic it will include True Love, the first canine cosmonaut, and a Space Harpy. Ruminate on that combination while you wait.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

The Apple Store Lady Laughed at My Pain.

(ASL: Apple Store Lady)
“Wow…If we’ll be lucky if your data can be retrieved before this thing dies.”
ASL: “When’s the last time you backed up”
Me: “Groan”
ASL: “I think it’s time you got a grown up’s computer. Marty here can tell you more about the latest IMac.”
Me: “Buh?”

So that is it. Ole’ EMac has sung her swan song. Happily all of my data was retrieved on blessed back up hardrive but I am sans computer. You know when the best time to buy a new computer is? Not while moving.

Beloved Husband is posting this message for me from his new office. More info later.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007


Well it is official. The husband and I are in Texas and hella sleepy.

Isn't it funny how a manic energy takes hold at the end of the move causing wondrous athletic feats (lugging the sleeper couch into the truck all by yourself) and unfathomable stupidity (turning off the power strip to your Mac while sweeping up final dust bunnies)?

This last one is the reason I am totally without computer until I can take my poor sad computer to an Apple Store for a miraculous (I hope) recovery. Right now I am using my beloved sister-in-law Becky's laptop (check out her comic in the archives of the main site).

So I will hopefully have a new comic up this weekend but if I don't it is because I am crying in a pool of my own sick next to a broken computer.

I live in HOPE.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

My first nightmare (that I can recall)

Anybody else remember their first nightmare?

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Moving on up (or down...technically)

We have reached the packing stage where our apartment is completely divoid of ornament. This was as much decoration as I could muster. All else is boxes. So depressing.

Since we are taking our cat on a cross-country adventure we decided to do the responsible thing and get a rabies shot tag slapped on his neck. This animal has gone completly naked and free (because he is a shut-in) for years. Now that we have harnessed him with this insulting neck piece he does nothing but bitch and whine.
Look in his eyes and see the hate.

All this moving whatnot leaves little time for comic postings. I should get one (maybe two) more out this week. I live in hope!

Sunday, August 5, 2007

The Gay Gourmet!

I had an excellent suggestion from a reader, friend, and future contributor Kevin H.
Kevin read Jeff's death story and got a little rumbly in the tumbly:

"You know, you kept referencing all these great foods that Jeff
could make, and I kept wishing that you would include a link to the recipes, like Bob Barker's favorite vegan enchiladas."

So I says to Jeff I says: "Jeff make me food." (I learned that tactic from Jeff's beloved, Nathan). Then I said, "Oh, and jot down several fab recipes for my website."

Being a big sweetie bear Jeff acceded to all of my demands.

If you, like Kevin, yearn to make Jeff-cipes (lame) just follow the link above to Jeff's comic and find the hotlinks. What? You thought I was just going to list them out for you? Lazy bastards. Go find 'em yiself.

Friday, August 3, 2007

We ate burgers and talked about dying of heart disease.

Usually I get an email response from one of my contributors telling me how they want to buy the farm. In this case I met with these fine folks at a chain burger restaurant in Dallas. They had been moving IKEA furniture all day long in the Texas sun and were in the mood to talk about mortality as long as they could get something cold to drink. Note that this was in December. Texas is hot. Tony (the beloved husband) maned his digital voice recorder and captured the conversation on the (correct) assumption that my memory is shot to hell.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

New FEAR archive

Before I asked the "How would you like to Die?" question of my nearest and dearest I asked myself "What do you FEAR?"
Turns out, lots of stuff! Since I often supplement the Preposthumous collection with Fear Comics I think the substitutes deserve their very own section on the site.

Click on the scream-y fellow above and dive into the new archive!

Thanks to Brad for posing for the FEAR button. This portrait of Brad (who looks nothing like the button in reality) is featured in one of my recent comics. The first person to email me the name of the person who inspired that comic will get a Preposthumous sticker and book (and maybe some other treats) in the mail!

P.S. Don't forget to send me your mailing address if you want to play.


Once again I find myself worn out at 1am without a completed Death comic (though I have a bundle in production). So I thought I would post one of my "What do I Fear?" comics from last year. This one explains my personal work ethic which is driven by great reserves of pure anxiety. WHEEE!
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