The Furry Trickster

This cartoon is to get even with the occasional treat-giver on Halloween who thought they’d be cute and ask for a trick.

There I’d be, wearing my Man from U.N.C.L.E. costume (Illya, not Napoleon) staring death lasers at some lam-o adult who was refusing to acknowledge my God-given right to his plastic pumpkin full of mini-Snickers.  Didn’t he know I had only a couple of hours to fill my pillow case with as much insulin-depleting/sugar rush-inducing candy-crack as I could beg for?  Didn’t this jerk know he was costing me time?  Had he missed the memo?  Was he some sort of Unitarian/Wiccan/Eco-terrorist who tortured children?  Was he SATAN?

But I didn’t get mad.

I became a cartoonist.

Over the Hedge:  Settling scores since 1995

Flying Cars and Robot Maids

Denial may not be a river in Egypt, but it can be extremely handy when dealing with forces beyond your control.   Like the economy, war, Fox News and screaming babies on airplanes.

What I like to do is pretend I’m a kinda famous cartoonist whose strip was made into a big movie.

Wait a second.

Uh, oh.

Cat Dog Stoop Animation: Halloween Horror

RingTales is proud to present its first original production, Cat Dog Stoop, created by Issac Littlejohn Eddy.  Issac animates and voices Cat Dog Stoop all by himself.  Issac’s is also a blue man.  No, he’s not sad.  He’s blue because he performs with the Blue Man Group on Broadway.   And… he’s a New Yorker cartoonist.

You cans see more Cat, Dog, Stoop’s starting next week on Babelgum.

Happy Days I Fear Again

Which is better?  Living in good times in which you anticipate bad times?  Or living in bad times in which you anticipate good times.  Or living in good times and anticipating better times?  Or living in bad times and anticipating worse times?

Or anticipating at all?

Talk among yourselves.

Trashtitos: Share Something Shared

As bad as things have been over the last couple of years I don’t see anyone starving soon.  First of all, food is relatively cheap compared to prices in the Great Depression.  Second of all, most Americans (including me) have layered on a more than enough extra pounds to get them through this lean period….

…between lunch and supper.

 

Jeff Barton for Hays Country Judge: The Graphic Novel

Below is cartoon I did for my good friend and neighbor Jeff Barton who’s running for Hays Country Judge here in Texas.  It’s actually the first cartoon I’ve drawn in years.  And a cursory glance can tell why it’s the first cartoon I’ve drawn in years.  I suggest everyone focus on the writing.

The cartoon was supposed to run on Jeff’s website and become a mailer or something, but somehow that never happened.   The give-a-ways in the cartoon don’t exist, but I’ll print out the cartoon and sign it for anyone who donates (click on the cartoon or go to Jeff’s site).

He’s in a tight race.  Jeff’s a smart, decent, hard working friend that I’ve known for over 30 years who’s dedicated most of his life to public service.   The County Judge position in Texas is not an actual judgeship, but similar to the head of the county board of commissioners or supervisors in other states.  It’s about urban planning, building roads and  managing growth.

The position is not ideological.  But, unfortunately, Jeff’s opponent and his supporters, egged on by the Fox News-ification of politics, have made it ideological.  This has brought out a deluge of lies, innuendo and dirty campaign tactics that this county hasn’t seen since battles over civil rights.   Whole blocks worth of campaign signs have been stolen.  They’ve organized anonymous email campaigns spewing hate-filled lies.   The venom is both sadly ridiculous and a little scary — as though all the local right wing’s frustration and anger over Obama as president is directed squarely at Jeff.

I think Jeff will win next Tuesday.  But it will be close.   If you’re a fellow resident of Hays County, please consider voting for Jeff Barton. Don’t listen to the anonymous lies from the right.  Educate yourself on the local issues that matter and make your own decision.

Your vote WILL matter.

 

Brother Can You Spare Some Mouse Spit?

This vacation week of reruns ran about two years ago.   What’s depressing is that it’s just as timely now as it was then.

I think I’ll just leave it at that.

Certain Uncertainty

Over the Hedge:  Unprofoundly profound since 1995

The Tree That Knows Verne

This is a rerun, but for the life of me I have absolutely no memory of writing this.   I’ve written over 5500 Hedges so I guess it’s not surprising that I don’t remember all of them.  Or some of them.  Or even the ones I wrote last week.

And I thought Verne went camo.

The Pants They Must be Changing

I never noticed that Hammy basically has no back legs which would make wearing pants rather difficult.

Huh.