KC Green

There it is. The last strip from this run of sketchbook comics is a turd joke. Aren't we all lucky to be alive?

I've also began on The Cleveland Show about the same time it emerged from Family Guy. I'm doing fine.

Late post, but I remembered I had finally finished and scanned the last few comics in my latest attempt at making daily little comics. I filled the whole sketchbook, front and back, with these things starting earlier this year. 120 total (this is # 118). I'll post em between Greatures this week, whi

Well,

"You waded into it willingly?!"

I'm gonna miss these dudes. Cus I'm definitely going to have to kill them once this is over.

If you cuss too much, your heart rate goes up. You need a relaxed and chaste beat to sleep to.

Posted on a Tuesday, of all days.... sheesh

Forgot to get this week's ready for you, but we're getting closer to the end of these anyway. Still, there's at least a week or two left of 'em.

Shout out to my Cinemark heads. It's time to learn movie facts

It wasn't even Abba; I just assumed.

This is how my loser co-workers at Target in 2006 got out of their shifts sometimes.

Only bros can bootleg their friends.

This is so me!

Hi! In another instance of "KC Bites Off More Than He Can Chew", I'm going to pause the "daily" part of the sketchbook comics I've been posting lately. I am coming to the end of the Actual Sketchbook I have been drawing these in and it feels like as good a moment to allow me some space from all that

I can;t believe spongebob would do and say this

When both coasts of the united states sink and fall into the ocean, the midwest will be the NEW hollywood.

Another fun think about INKING with a NIB (which this one wasn't), is that all the MESSY INK DROPS fling all over your desk and books and other comics. Like in this one! I left it in, tho. I left it in.

This one was done WITH a nib which is an old fashioned way of drawing. It's not bad, but the ink doesn't dry quick. Will have to move to a more fibrous tooth of paper (looks into my paper drawer and sees only smooth vellum bristol) god dAMn it.

Back to it; 'putcher back into it.

Something goofy to start up a new 100 strips. No more sad boy strips, unless it's kinda funny. Or absurd/poetic. You'll see, there's another one coming up next week, I think.

Tried to add a joke at the end with the eye bit. Maybe it lands! Anyway, 100 of these daily comics, eh? Guess I'll keep going and see how long before I either really get sick of it or it becomes so ingrained in my daily routine, that another, BIGGER meme springs forth from these ramblings. We like a

This is comic #99 and as I was catching up with my dailies, I had a moment of weakness and went chubby, sad boy mode. Another will occur tomorrow.

The only worthwhile pen is a free one. HOWEVER IT HAPPENS (BIG WINK)

True story! I got a big bump on my leg, like a cartoon lump. And only one bottle of kombucha got ruined. It was a controlled fall.

This goes back to all my years in gameing, but it was about a recent (when drawn) game that I can't even recall now. It wasn't Resident Evil 9, nor Pokopia. Whatever it was had me by my short-n-curlies, but now is lost to my mind as what it was. Ain't that just like a black hole? to suck all the ene

The real conversations I have with either of my big fat cats who just step on my keyboards, sketchbooks, and other such tools and paper.

Can't be funny, so the least I can be is honest.

Looking inward for anything to come out. I wonder how long I can really do something like this.

The last one I did before I kind of ran out of ideas for this idiot. Tired of thinking like one of them, for I alone cannot bear the burden of this idiot's thought.

Continuing the man. There may have been something here. I didn't find it, but maybe you will.

I followed this character for a bit. The next couple of comics were starring this man and his backwards logic until I reached a relatively quick conclusion of "I don't wanna" and let him be.

A little ditty written on last month's Friday the 13th.

A take on another meme/comic. One of those "rage" comics. The more I learn about the history of comics, the more I feel like we have to accept new terms that bring us all under the collective banner of comics. Whether it be "meme" or "graphic novel" it's all variations of the same song. Complaining

A quick little moment at a friend's house, petting their affectionate but solitary older cat.

Oh, how much more fun it was to watch the patriots get dog-walked by field goals instead. And only now did I recognize my "they're"/there typo. So it goes.

Me & you.

A post-turned-comic. Simple as that.

Completely incomprehensible.

I think I just watched the movie "Bone Tomahawk" when this joke plopped out.

Better renew it now before it automatically does it like you set up! Better do it now!!

Thus ends my Food Poison arc. I have been better since then. Musta been some bad premade chicken sausage... or some unwashed spinach? The verdict is not clear on what it was.

Mothering myself by doing just what she does in the strip. Getting sick is a great way to stay off weed for a while. I recommend it if you wanna get sick and not be high during it.

Didn't have much in the tank to come up with anything different during these moments. Just another diary entry. The crushed can imagery is from "Bart's Nightmare" from the SNES game system.

This starts my Food Poisoning arc, when I got an acute case of it one Monday night some weeks ago. Sorry for the vomiting imagery, but that's what occurred.

Good vibes only

Sometimes talking to weirdos who ask forgiveness for bootlegging my work instead of doing any research about where it came from feels like they don't understand the actual nature of creativity and have none of that spark inside them. Curiosity is being killed by the cat, instead.

I remembered by the last panel that it was okay to add a joke to self-hating strips like this.

Title says it all. Just arguments to no one with no real consequence. Kinda embarrassing, but I bravely continue to post.

I think I had let my daily comic exercise slip for three days when I wrote this one. Just angry at myself and choices. So it goes! And what a comic to post on my birthday today (2/16). Wow