Sorry for the lack of updates folks, but I’ve been working and dealing with the realities of being extremely broke. Between graphic design, carriage driving, band promotion and freelance (and my seemingly never ending search for a new roommate), I am working about 80 hours a week with two days off a month. This leaves very little room for things like eating, sleeping, or blogging. Hopefully my life will calm down in a bit and I can get back into the groove.
Also, getting bit on your bum by a bored horse 5 times in one day is not the funnest experience ever. Just sayin.
Ok, I promise this is the last Randolph comic for a while. Well, at least a day. This strip co-stars my twinsie-in-crime, Caromelia. It also has no shading or crowd because I am backed up with work, thus resulting in an empty movie theatre.
Randolph the Fridge is back. Because what’s better as a reoccurring character than a collaged, anthropomorphous refrigerator that used to tour with Michael Jackson? NOTHING. That’s what.
Everyone should please, pretty please go visit Geeks Next Door today and see my pretty guest comic.
Here is a preview for you lazy people:
New updates resume tomorrow.
So remember how we like to collage the kitchen? The fridge, who goes by the name of Randolph, is also a fully collaged piece of artwork that keeps the soy milk cold. He also hung out with MJ back in ’85. Special thanks to Zimbro for the photo of Randolph the Fridge.
Wheee. I have the day off tomorrow so there will be no post. I know you’re all heartbroken. To tide you over, here is the lovely Hannelore from Questionable Content by Jeph Jacques.
Have a safe and happy holiday weekend everyone!
It’s true. i do have freakishly small hands. I will never be a pianist.
For this, I weep.