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Archive for the ‘kids’ Category

Xbox 360 Fund Started by a Great Future Father

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2008-11-15

Actually, as of today’s real day of posting (12/15/08), I have a total of $32.00 saved now. Yes, trying to save money during the holiday season is just as easy as floating a hippopotamus down a river in a badly inflated tube. But what do you keep your loose change in? A real piggy bank?

Oh, and look. Today, y’all get a bonus MyLifeComic:

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The funny thing is I don’t even like football. But by the power of the Lords of Kobol, my children will have beards.

Calm me with your lies, your simple tragedy
It’s all I wish to hear tonight
and you’re all I wish to be
And this is how we all fall

– “Glass to the Arson” by Anberlin

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November 15, 2008 at 6:29 pm

Keep Moving Sign Creates the Opposite Effect

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2008-10-31

Ah, here we are a few days prior to Thanksgiving (I’m posting this on 11/24/08, if any of y’all are confused or lost or just haven’t taken your memory pills yet), and we now get to the Halloween comic. Oh well. I’m super behind, and there’s not a lot that can be done to help that. I’m only going to get even more behind the times as this will be the last comic for some days. I’m heading down to my parents soon for Turkey Break and have no comics in the backlog, which means I gotta…er, draw more. Which I will do, me promises. But being scannerless will toss up some brick walls. That’s okay though, right? You guys will wait? Say you’ll wait for me. Say you’ll never leave me. Say it.

Don’t worry now, it’s all come back
Color rests in night
You’ll be there, you’ll see her face
And hear her all the while

– “The Grey Man” by Copeland

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October 31, 2008 at 9:10 pm

Let’s Practice Our Little Touches

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If you’re on the fence about this phrase or not as slanted in the mind like myself, try saying it out loud a few times. In front of children. And their watching parents. Really, go ahead.

I’ll just wait here until the jury’s verdict of g-g-guilty comes in for ya…

You say to me “Where have you been?”
Finally through the roof
And how does lemur’s skin, reflect the sea?
Velouria, where have you been?

– “Velouria” by Weezer

Written by Paul

October 5, 2008 at 6:13 pm

Posted in comics, funny, kids, park, weirdness

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Dollar Store Totals

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Poor kid. He didn’t have that seven cents, and I wasn’t about to fish around in my pocket for it. He must’ve gone hungry or something cause he didn’t get his microwavable meal of chicken nuggets, macaroni and cheese, and string beans (with a warm brownie dessert!).

And the youth of our nation sure are a lewd bunch. I blame it on Pokemon…

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August 12, 2008 at 7:21 pm

Posted in business, comics, food, kids, spending money

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A Taste of The Zane Lane

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Come on, everybody! Hop in the DeLorean and let’s travel back to 1999! This was a time when I breathed, ate, drank, and slept everything Gary Larson. The Far Side remains to this day one of those strips that is beyond timeless, weirdly weird, and rewarding, and I never miss a chance to flip through my old collectives. Those one-panel gags, so great and funny and thought-provoking…well, you saw what happened when I fell in love with Calvin and Hobbes, remember? Here’s what came out of my 16-year-old head at the time, a bunch of gags under the brand name of The Zane Lane:

The one just above here is a little cut off. It reads: “They had no identity on themselves so we’re calling them John and Jane Doe.” Yeah, I’m a frakking riot. Always was, always will be. There’s more from The Zane Lane, but I’ll let y’all sweat it out some more…

There should be MyLifeComics up for tomorrow and Friday, depending on my workload. I still have so much on my to-do list that ISN’T crossed off yet and vacation looms. Blargh, but not blarghing about vacation. Blarghing about the stress of things to do. :/

Oh, and I added a page for my bibliography. Go check out where I’ve had short stories published at! Go! Get! SCRAM!

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June 25, 2008 at 12:00 am

#375 – Chili’s Hostess

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I’m really tired and unsatisfied with the way my comics have been looking with the black background. I don’t even remember why I started doing it anyways. To be different, perhaps? But we’re going this way now, with a typewriter-esque font for the date. I like it. You should too. If not, well…suck a cow.

Now, I know you’re all on the edge of your seats here to learn who I’ve declared as the winner of the Name My MacBook contest. So, I’ll announce the winner…right after the commercial break.

Ah, wasn’t that refreshing? So, the winner is…treenieweenie! She must know that, deep down, I’m a simple man with simple passions, one of those being pasta. Thus, from this day forth, my laptop shall be known as Macaroni! Long live, Macaroni! Huzzah, huzzah! ::tosses confetti and watches fireworks::

Thanks to all that threw down their suggestions. A lot of them were great, really. Trina, I’ll start working on your undersea adventure artwork over the weekend.

Question of the day: How many snobs does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Half of the time we’re gone
But we don’t know where
And we don’t know where

“The Only Living Boy in New York” by Simon & Garfunkel

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June 19, 2008 at 12:02 am

#354 – The Moldy Cheese

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“Dang rotten kids, with their loud music and nose rings!” says Paul doing his cranky, old man impression. “Thinking a PA system in ShopRite is some kind of toy! Why, when I was their age, I didn’t even ever have a toy. I played with my big toe just to pass the time. And then I walked uphill to school. Barefoot. In the snow. EVERY DAY. Dang kids.”

Hmm, okay. Glad that that is out of my system now…

Question of the day: Which of you is the one with the moldy cheese and why on Earth are you hiding it in your pants?

The big stars that crash cars and get paid
To say lines and pay fines and get laid
I don’t have to look to see
That that place isn’t me
The guitars and money the big shots
Bad cops and charities go by

– “Bad Cops, Bad Charities” by PlayRadioPlay

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May 20, 2008 at 12:00 am