The Mimic Octomonster is old news, I know. But my whole comic/life is running late.
PACKING
Packing to move in half a month. Where will I dump all my stuff? OH GOD
I keep dreaming about traveling, last one was on a train that kept running into other trains. The inside looked like the school bus from middleschool, and all the stewardesses were women comedians from SNL. My traveling companion was my last Boss, because apparently she’s my Spirit Guide. STRESS
SO the Mimic Octopus is pretty rad. It can also simulate a bad-tasting flounder. So there’s that. Good for him.
While it isn’t miming toxic and dangerous seacreatures, M.O. keeps himself entertained by being FUCKING SCARY LOOKING
And fucking.
I think the line from the first panel, ‘roll up your windows kids’ is from a National Lampoon’s Vacation flic.
OTHER STUFF I’M DOING:
My friend Mel and I have been working feverishly on a comic we’re calling ‘Weird Beat‘. It’s about two sassy women who solve supernatural (and natural) mysteries while looking FABULOUS.
