All things pass into the night.

Musical Interlude: Kiss Off!

I hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record.

If you are lost, I highly recommend you listen to this, one of my favorite songs EVER.

Kiss Off by the Violent Femmes

Musical Interlude- Don't Let the Sun Go Down On Me

This song keeps coming on the radio, though I had never heard it before, prior to last week.  Had no idea it was an Elton John song, but since it keeps coming on, I figured it wanted an illustration.

Oh, and also, I'm immature.

(click for pnsfw funny)

Where he at?

Writing everyday is actually quite hard.  I mean, being funny everyday is hard when being funny includes drawing pictures.  Thankfully, I amuse myself and my standards are lower than everyone else's. Anyway, you can thank Mary for getting this stuck in my head, and now for getting it stuck in your head too.

And if you want to make writing easier for me, you can by encouraging me with comments, likes, and sharing my posts. And thank you to everyone who does.  You're more awesome than popsicles and platypuses.

Ken Lee

Continuing with my theme of helpful posts, you know what is NOT helpful?  Correcting people's lyrics while they are gleefully singing the wrong words at the top of their lungs.

There are two things in play here... either the person REALIZES they just sang the wrong words and doesn't need to be embarrassed further to realize that they are wrong or they seriously don't give a shit and are just enjoying themselves.

But then a lyric Nazi comes along and is all "IT'S 'SHE'S OUT OF MY LEAGUE,' NOT 'SHE'S OUT OF MY REACH'" and then I am all, "that doesn't even make sense, if she's like the wind, how is the wind out of his league? He must think really poorly of himself if blowing air is too good for him. Man, those lyrics are dumb!"


So, unless you are tasked with training someone for a singing competition, or a lyric game show, seriously, just let them sing shit wrong.

And then make fun of them on the internet by making a comic that points out they sang Jessie's Girl wrong when they were a kid.



p.s. Don't forget... birthday party, on the internet, this Sunday! No need to RSVP if you are specifically avoiding the internet that day to spite me, really... it is cruel.

Yesterday was Thursday!

I'm sorry, it is shameful, but I love "Friday" by Rebecca Black. It is just so terrible. Terrible to the point that it is hysterical. Terrible to the point that it is wonderful, and wonderful, in part, because it encourages creativity in others.

If you've not watched the original, it is important endure it to enjoy the remakes, even if it may be painful... it will make the joy so much more joyful after:

Here are some of my favorite alternative versions and references:

Oh Conan, I heart you!

Barney! Barney! 

(thanks for the link Vez)

And this wholly inappropriate and very coarse-languaged (read: f-bombs out yo butt) video of Hitler's reaction to the song:

I mean, it's Hitler.  It's not gonna be nice.

So thank you, Rebecca Black, for the vast amount of enjoyment I garnered from your song.  It probably was not what you imagined, but you've made so many people happy, and that is what is important (which is what we artists say to ourselves when people are making fun of us like big jerkheads).

p.s. For those of you worrying, OMG YAY, found source for new LCD screen for my camera so hopefully it will be fixed within a fortnight (because I can't afford expedited shipping). Hooray!

Musical Interlude- Hungry Eyes

I've been meaning to tell you, 

I've got this feelin' that won't subside.

I look at you and I fantasize. 

You're mine tonight.

Now I've got you in my sights 

With these hungry eyes.

Hungry Eyes - Eric Carmen