Author: JeffreyATW

I’ve added a name to every CAR episode and I’ve changed the layout of the Archive page so you can easily find the comic you’re looking for. Hoorj!

It obviously isn’t as important as Pants Day, but today was Goat Day. An innocent bystander (me) said “too bad this happens like every day at Drake.” The festivities were as follows, in Mr. Gustin’s math room at lunch: First, Tyler (Chex-Mixer) put up a big gay flag with a rainbow and the word “PACE”… Continue reading Goat Day

Oh god, it is so true. If you find yourself acting like this, then stop. I’m at another one of those points where I really feel like blogging, but I have nothing to say, nor am I really in the state of mind to convey and coherent thoughts. I think it’s because I’m listening to… Continue reading Stop Reading

“This is ‘Reality?’” by Teri Linder I’m convinced those people with “Kill Your TV” bumper strips on their cars have been watching too much “Reality Television.” As far as I can see there is nothing “real” about most of these programs, throwing as they do, disparate and dysfunctional misanthropes together in thoroughly artificial settings. A… Continue reading There's Something Wrong Here

The majority of African Americans might not be insulted by the term “nigger” but I sure am. It’s like they’re calling themselves ass-holes.

This is my cat’s bed. My dental hygiene might go to hell because of it, but he’s soooo cute.

I got the big envelope from UC Santa Cruz today.

What have I done for longer? Drawn comics, composed music, and designed websites, or sat alone, pondering how the human mind works? All that idle time spent alone doing nothing DID amount to something. Now I don’t know if I want to study Psychology or Digital Media. Hey, maybe I can do a hybrid of… Continue reading 03/03/03

I’ve got two empty periods at school today. One was cancelled because all of the juniors (i.e. 90% of the students) had to leave to program their schedule for next period. The other is the big, moist, overstretched gaping hole where Jazz Chorus used to be. So I says to myself, I haven’t touched this… Continue reading The Blog