I aspire to one day be intelligent enough to understand all the hard sci-fi and high fantasy I consume.

My latest comic! Wherein Jenkins gets into the Super Bowl spirit. #Comic #ComicStrip #Comedy

Sucks that I've never been able to pass off not liking football despite living in a football-obsessed state as an actual personality.

From last year. Wherein Cord contends with compulsive behavior. #Comic #ComicStrip #Comedy

Having been born in '84, I'm old enough to have owned a Bull Shannon puppet but not old enough to have watched Night Court when it first aired.

New comic! Wherein Cord and Sock discuss an animation icon. #Comic #ComicStrip #Comedy

Anyone who would accuse me of not having my finger on the pulse of modern popular culture should know that I just drew a comic that contains multiple references to Betty Boop.

The fact that it’s National Pizza Day seems like a fitting excuse to re-up this one.

Why even make a third Creed film if you're not going to call it "CR33D"?

If I start believing in astrology *right now,* would it be possible to reap the benefits of this horoscope?

There are four stages to every human interaction I have:
1. Apologizing for nothing
2. Apologizing for apologizing for nothing
3. Resolving to stop apologizing for nothing
4. Apologizing for being incapable of adhering to my resolution to stop apologizing for nothing

I've... tweeted thrice today.

I still don't think I'll ever feel up to drawing comics on a consistent basis again, but here's a new one in which Cord weighs in on The Last of Us. #Comic #ComicStrip #Comedy

Incidentally, convincing my sister to give McGriddles a second chance has been the sole high point of my 2023.

Pay it forward.

From exactly one year ago. Wherein Cord receives a crash course in friendship.

Being sick vs. attempting to work while sick.

I don't wanna say that grief has caused me to behave in strange ways, but I *did* go to sleep with Project: ALF as background noise for three consecutive nights.

Sure, I hate being sick, but apparently not enough to own a thermometer or keep any medicine on hand.

Being sick sucks, but not being able to call my mom and solicit sympathy for being sick sucks even worse.

From exactly one year ago.

Man, am I feelin' this one today.