
Here's some really quick warm up sketches I did this morning. Just trying to lay down some lines with confidence and stay super loose. bah'bye.



The rarely seen Ninjirate (aka Piratinja) is a deadly assassin trained in the arts of ninjitsu and sculduggery. Although his stealth attacks are hampered by his loud peg-leg foot falls and terrible depth perception, he never loses a drinking contest to the death. Arrr....your dead..shuriken to the back of the head!
Nothing gets the blood pumping and unmentionables soiled like being chased by an over-sized Iguana with a heart set on wreaking havoc. Enjoy!
Oooo...someone is less than pleased to take home the title of "Ugly Duckling 2010." Our winner thought bringing chubby, lazy-eyed Platypus boy to the party would ensure his defeat, but to no avail. Better luck next year.
Little critters with voracious appetites for vegetables and procreating...I give you, the Bunny Wabbit.
Once a staple of any traveling circus, the Strongman represented the epitome of male perfection with his super human strength, well groomed moustache, skin tight leotard, and a hairy exterior that would make Robin Williams jealous. Now go find something to lift!
I have a friend who does roller derby and it's actually a lot of fun once you understand how the scoring works. Going in, I thought that it was going to be the type of roller derby I saw on tv when I was young where it was basically WWF theatricality on skates. Clotheslines and bad makeup were a must with a side of hair pulling for good measure. So I was pleasantly surprised when witnessing the real deal Holyfield. The name that each skater adopts is what makes roller derby awesome though. Like Smashley Simpson, Happy Killmore, AC Slayer, AFROdite, Admiral Snackbar..etc. I'm out!
Ninjas on the loose! Those stealthy minions hell-bent on assassination are running rampant and out for blood. Hope you all enjoy!
Here's another VS. sketch. This one has the ever-positive thirst quencher, Kool-Aid Man battling it out with the "Macho Man" Randy Savage of WWF fame. Both bring their patented "Oh, Yeah's" to the party but do you side with the oversized pitcher of red mystery punch guaranteed to leave you with that oh so attractive ring around the mouth or do you cheer for a grown man in pink speedos who always delivers his lines with a raspy, I've smoked my first cigarette out of the womb, voice? The world may never know. Happy Trails!
A Maori Warrior looks to intimidate it's opponent with the Haka, a war dance characterized by sticking one's tongue out and widening the eyes to tell your enemy..."Excuse me, but after you are defeated since you have no mirrors this is what your face will look like once I place it on a spike for all to see". Unimpressed with his busted a$*% dance moves or merely because the flightless bird's pea size brain hasn't yet calculated danger, the Kiwi stands his ground perplexed.
I love when Alan talks about how Tigers love pepper and hate cinnamon in the film "The Hangover." That movie never ceases to make me laugh and reminds me never to underestimate even an over weight Mike Tyson's right hook...especially when "In the Air Tonight" is playing. Peace out!
Good looks, a great personality, and a winning smile make Barry "The Beheader" quite the lady killer. Thanks to that dental plan, instead of teeth that look like a bag lady's moldy finger nails, his pearly whites resemble sharpened Chiclets...much classier.

"White Lightning" here is rumblin', bumblin', stumblin' and making his way to pay dirt. I recently watched the Cal Bears hand the Buffaloes of Colorado their a#@s in a doggie bag with cleat marks on it. It was a rout and, therefore, not that entertaining of a game to watch, but it's always a fun experience being at the stadium and listening to the "Crazies" you're surrounded by. Til next time.

When I first saw the lineup of action stars for the movie "The Expendables" I couldn't help but think that somewhere Jean Claude Van Damme was crying his eyes out for his exclusion and drowning his sorrows in a huge bucket of ice cream...all the while still performing his patented full front splits. So go easy on the "Muscles from Brussels." Check it!

Birds preparing sushi is never a good idea, especially an overally skiddish stork with an affliction of accident pronitis (It could happen). Guilt has taken over the heart of this unfortunate stork after sending his Catch of the Day to the afterlife with permanent judgement face. This is another ipod sketch I did recently.
Plan A: Catch fly with chopsticks and become a man that can accomplish anything or








Jeff is all painted up and ready for play time. Do not...I repeat, do not stare into his eyes. He's got a serious case of the crazy eyes or possible glowing cataracts. Enjoy!
Rule #21 Sneaking up on a ninja is a sure fire way to get kicked in the throat and then dead. This must be avoided at all cost. This will be the first of many ninjas to grace this blog so lets call this one, Jeff. Jeff will deal with you later, but first he needs a paint job. Consider yourself lucky. Cheers!