Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Moonwalker

Actually, if it had been me,
I probably would have been like
"Oh hey look, it's the moon."
Step, step, step
WEEP
ENDLESS WEEPING
"OHMYGOD IT'S THE MOON"
WEEP WEEP WEEP
foggy space helmet
WEEP

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Sunday, November 20, 2011

P Experiences the Precipice of Madness and Ruin

Today, I turned to my couch, and I was like,
"What the fuck do you know about love?"

Friday, November 18, 2011

P&Q Experience Animals Talking in All Caps

LOOK, YOU GUYS, I'M NOT CALLING A FUCKING PLUMBER, ALL RIGHT?

it's just that we've had some problems with the pipes in this bathroom --

FINE, BUT I CAN HANDLE THIS. IT'S JUST A SIMPLE CLOG.

i'm sure you're capable, but we don't want to exacerbate the problem.

EXACERBATE MY NUTS. QUERIT, REMEMBER BACK AT U OF D WHEN WE HAD THAT BIG KEGGER AND THEN JACK DAWSON TOOK LIKE THE BIGGEST SHIT KNOWN TO MAN AND DIDN'T TELL ANYONE AND THEN I GUESS WIPED WITH PAPER TOWEL OR SOMETHING, I DON'T EVEN KNOW, BUT REMEMBER THAT?

yeah, barry. i remember --

AND THEN LIKE THE PARTY HAD TO BE CALLED ON ACCOUNT OF ALL THE SHITTY WATER THAT STARTED TO SEEP INTO THE HALLWAY? RIGHT, WELL, REMEMBER? I WAS LIKE, NO DUDES, I GOT THIS.

yeah, yeah, no -- you totally fixed that. p, he totally fixed that.

this isn't a frat house, querit. we have a mortgage.






[Inspired by one of my favorite things right now: Animals Talking in All Caps.]

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

P&Q Begrudgingly Explain Their Absence.

To add to the excuses, I was also really ill for 2 weeks.
But!
I'm not quitting.
I love making these weird little comics.
I just have to prioritize some stuff.
Generate some new ideas.
Figure out what to do about Comic Life.
And go from there.
Less than three, my lovely readers.

And Yes! That is my real dad.
And no, he doesn't actually have a bee collection.
Any more.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Q Experiences a Commercial Sadness; P Experiences Science

Really what amuses me is the idea of Q being an astrophysicist
And doing science.
SCIENCE.

This strip was inspired by the following GChat conversation between me and my boyfriend:

11:23 AM me: that's like you on your man cycle! ;)
 7: a man cycle is something women made up to feel better about themselves
 me: No, it totally exists
11:24 AM its been proven with science.
 7: little miss i can't handle the sarah mclachlan pet commercials
 me: THAT SHIT IS STRAIGHT-UP MANIPULATIVE.

In Which P&Q Experience Their First Culture Clash

PanDomo always skips the cartoons
but never skips the poetry.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

PanDoIntro

AUDIENCE MEMBER: PanDomo, PanDomo!
PANDOMO: Yes. You, in the sweater vest.
AUDIENCE MEMBER: Is your hat made of real panda?
PANDOMO: Ah, an excellent question, Sweater Vest. Yes, in fact it is.
AUDIENCE MEMBER: Aren't they endangered?
PANDOMO: They are. Tragically, there may be as few as two thousand remaining in the world today. But everything must die, Sweater Vest, everything ends. The panda whose pelt graces my crown died of natural causes and gifted his fur to Lee Wei in his last will and testament. Pandas, though known primarily for their plump cuteness, are renowned for having their estates in order prior to their passing. And this panda, like his grandfather before him, chose a deserving shaman to whom he bestowed everything he had, including his very flesh, his very bones. "A thing so rare," said he, at death's very door, "has great power. Use me to call forth the great magics of your ancestors." And Lee Wei did just that, enjoying many years with this panda for a headdress. When he met me, however, Lee Wei was growing old and tired and had hoped to return home to live out his days on his brother's farm. So just before I was to return to the states, he insisted that I take this precious headdress with me, to remember him by.
AUDIENCE MEMBER: You stole it, didn't you?
PANDOMO: You're damned right, I did. Next question.