From exactly two years ago. Wherein Cord makes a positive change. #Comic #ComicStrip #Comedy

From last year. Wherein Cord faces Friday the 13th head-on. #Comic #ComicStrip #Comedy

CON: My drawing tablet is acting wonky.

ALSO CON: Not wonky enough to prevent me from drawing a new comic.

Back on the bird app, I just discovered that my own tweets aren't even showing up on my timeline anymore.

Strange, considering Friday the 13th is a day synonymous with *bad* luck.

My latest comic! Wherein Cord goes to his happy place. #Comic #ComicStrip #Comedy

Wherein Cord knows when to fold 'em. #Comic #Comics #Comedy

Apt description of me playing a difficult video game.

Given how often I've seen the term used in relation to Twitter over the last few months, I fully expect a trailer for a social media-based horror film entitled "Hellsite" to drop any day now.

New comic! Wherein Jenkins recounts the perils of public transport.

When I read that Fear the Walking Dead will be concluding, I naturally assumed it was the result of the show never using the title card I designed for it.

Just sent my boss a second email regarding a delayed paycheck and concluded it with the sentence, "I find this level of indifference very troubling."

Who wants to take bets on exactly *how* fired I am?

Do shows that have been brought back from cancellation multiple times count? Because I'm *still* pretty salty about how badly Fox treated Futurama during its original run.

Being too stressed to compose humorous toots about the stressful week I’m having is making said week even *more* stressful.


(Unless this counts.)

My latest comic! Wherein Cord seeks comfort in nostalgia.

Not to brag, but as someone with perpetual sinus and allergy issues, I could catch a cold without noticing any difference whatsoever.

Scheduling my social media posts to appear while I'm asleep and therefore incapable of watching them underperform is my favorite form of self-care.

My latest comic! Wherein Cord takes a trip down memory lane. #Comic #ComicStrip #Comedy

Netflix canceling Inside Job made me remember that it also canceled its Bone adaptation, which made me remember the stupid comic I drew in response to said cancellation.

At age six, I spent the entire summer trying in vain to properly draw this image, which was found on my favorite T-shirt.

If you’ve ever seen one of my comics, it should be pretty clear that this was the extent of my artistic training.

The untimely cancellation of Inside Job (and tons of other great animated series in the last few months) has got me thinking about this prescient Simpsons line from 22 years ago.