Checking the Labels

Moving On...

Am I THAT Transparent?

Haze the Dead

Come Again Soon

Coming Clean

"Regrets, I've Had Dozens..."

The Beginning of the End of the Beginning

Be very quiet... do you hear that? That rustling sound, like the twist of a winding sheet. Or the soft grinding of bone in socket, like a mortar and pestle. Subtle, yet unmistakable. Usually the hair on your arms or the back of your neck stiffen. For some, it is a harbinger; to others, morbid inspiration. ...But for our sakes we hope it will brighten your day considerably!

Thank you for choosing the Tumble Dry Coin-Op.

Hours are from 7:00 a.m. - 11:30 p.m. Monday through Friday/ Saturdays & Sundays from here to Eternity.

Do not leave loose articles, artificial limbs, or small children behind. (Golden doubloons, Holy Grails, old 45 speed records, and larger, unruly children accepted.)

We prefer to stave off Death as long as possible. But we'd prefer to make friends with the Avatar of the Inevitable, if such a thing can happen. Hopefully he approves the use of his likeness and doesn't mind our taking a few liberties here and there. (If not, may it please the chief Horseman of the Apocalypse to consider a more socially conscious "Cease & Desist" letter, rather than resort to traditional scare tactics. That said, O Death, worry not - we make you look pretty darn good.)

~C. Lewis (illustrator)

Keep watching...

Keep watching this space. Maybe it will do a trick! Or maybe it will spawn a web comic. A web comic of epic awesomeness that by simply existing will make the world a better place. In future years our distant descendants will look back and mark this as the beginning of the Great Society. Where all the world's people came together united by laughter and were able to cast off their cultural relativism and embrace a new found respect for eachother that would form the cornerstone for that future Utopia.

By reading this blog you are participating in the crafting of history itself!!

So don't go anywhere. Or go somewhere else and then come back because you don't want to miss out. Years from now when your children are asking you "where were you when the first Tumble Dry comic strip was posted on blogspot?" you can say "Right here!" which sounds a great deal better then "surfing amputee fetish sites" let me tell you.

(Note: the author of this post may be prone to acts of gross hyperbole)