COMICS!

I'm back! I figured if Cosmo Magazine (May 2013 issue, page 112) calls me a cartoonist by profession then I should act like it. They have never, ever steered me wrong. And: professional make-up is the shit, y'all. Also, did you pre-order yet?? I am holding on 'til June. And finally, I care about you and I want you to be happy.

But realtalk: everything settles into the lines on my face now.

Death to New Wave. Long live Remy Martin.

Okay. Cool.

So what? It's FDA-approved! (then FDA-recalled)

Maybe I've posted this before? It doesn't matter; he's a really good dancer.

I'm back in America.

xoxo

Beautiful Girls

Summertime!

Creeper

Violet is a person.

Eh, I don't think it'll really be a problem until Violet goes viral.

Sick & In Love

Dogs are not human babies.

...and if dogs were human babies, they deserve everything that's coming to them if they bite someone.

Everything I need to know I learned from Steve Harvey.

Steve Harvey is a love scientist.

I have no idea.

True Romance

SXSW 2012

Look, I'm not going to whine about SXSW, about how people throw parties in the city I love and give me free beer if I go to them, about the increase in tips, about how I get to hear totally rad new music at all times of the day for two whole weeks. Because that would be really, really dumb. But I am a little sleepy.

With one exception, I adhered to my strict zero-tolerance line policy and saw such great bands, but unfortunately I didn't get to see Father John Misty (or Girls). Or eat nearly enough free tacos. I love free tacos.

Haters gonna hate.

Voices

Grimes - Vanessa from Arbutus Records on Vimeo.

Bringing Up Bebe

The baddest of my bads.

FINALLY seeing Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks was a really big deal to me. Subsequently, ignoring them completely while I drank Lone Stars was a really big mistake.