So, uh,  like, I am working on a buncha stuff I can’t show you (yet), so I will pull out this chestnut and slap it up on my blog. It’s me as Robin. What do you think?

My pal Cameron, aka Jam Is Not Glue digs on comic books, for some strange reason.

I first became aware of my anxiety at the age of 12, or more specifically, the first day of junior high at the age of 12. The first thing said to me, as we filed into the cafeteria was, “Out of my way, 7th grade faggot,” and that’s all it took.  It was  the insult that broke me.  I spent the rest of my time without a locker (out of fear that I wouldn’t be able to memorize the locker combination), with fear of being rejected, and with fear of doing something I don’t already know how to do.  Pretty much from those formative years and beyond, anxiety has been a ruling factor daily.  As I join the rest of America and give in to taking a happy pill for sweet relief,  I ask myself, “What IS my problem anyway?” I wasn’t molested, my childhood was fine, is it chemical?  I never really examined the effect my diet has on my mental state, and it always consisted of high-fructose, high corn syrup count. Could that play a part on my fragile mental state? Maybe, but I am not giving up my sugary breakfast cereal, or at least not until they stop releasing these delightful and kooky retro designs.

General Mills released  two popular series of  their mainstays in their retro splendor this year, so it didn’t take long before Quaker Oats got in on that action and released their own throwback cereal with the popular Cap’ n Crunch. Just look at that lettering! My how it jumps out at you. I have always been a fan of the good Cap’n. He is a great cartoon character (Created by Jay Ward’s studio, home of Rocky & Bullwinkle), and he has a great cereal.  I can eat Cap’n Crunch every day. In fact, I have eaten most of this cereal already, one angry fist full over the sink at a time.

However, I can’t think of any other cereal that shreds the inside of your mouth and makes you as thirsty as a bowl of Cap’n Crunch,  but I can live with that and you can too.  I am just saying, plan accordingly.

Also, I should add, I take great offense to Quaker Oats offering “collectible cards” as some sort of prize. Come on, that doesn’t count. I gotta cut them out myself. I don’t have time for all that. I’ll give credit where credit is due though. I do like the framing treatment, and I did learn a lot about Cap’n and his nemesis, Jean LaFoote. ( Cap’n is 4’11 and 102 lbs!)

Nostalgia  literally means “the pain from an old wound”. Well, according to Don Draper it does, and while I look ahead to the future and fixing my problems in the easiest fashion possible, I don’t mind looking back if it means we get cool cereal boxes.

Time to turn the camera back on myself. Here’s my new avatard. Dig it, dude.

my buddy Rafael had me do this one for his friend Lei.

I drew this avatard for my hero, comedian, philosopher and spiritual adviser, Marc Maron.  His podcast WTF is sublime.

Hey, look! It’s Alisa and Zack, but not in that order.  They got more animals than me, which I didn’t think was possible. This one was commissioned by Alisa’s mother, Linda. Happy Birthday, Alisa.

I must insist that you click on this to see it all big n’ stuff.

Remember that avatard I did for my good friend Erin? Well, guess what?  It’s been upgraded from an avatard on her computer screen to being on her leg forever and ever. As an artist, this is the greatest honor I have been bestowed.

Kudos to Nick Quinn for the tattoo work, It came out better than I could have dreamed and dreaming I did. Lots of  love goes to Erin AKA Metal Martha Stewart, AKA Annie Knuckles. Congratulations. You’re insane.

My friend Lanfear takes her name from a book series called Wheel Of  Time. I just ran with it.

This avatard is for my friend Punk’n and my hero Faceboy. Thanks for making the world better, guys.