So I actually drew (and posted) these a while ago on the old Blog of Wes, but with the new Batman film in theaters and me having (hopefully) gained some new readers since last September, I figured I'd post these drawings again. (Click the above pic to open a larger version in a new window.) Obviously, their look more/less takes after the style of the newest Batman animated series, but they're Batman! Everyone likes the Dark Knight. 🙂

And now I'm off to bed. Ja ne, minna-san!

What's up with some of you people not having comments on your blogs? Or even posted e-mails -- like a certain Miz Omni? You've gotta have one or the other so I can tell you stuff! Sometimes I've got stuff to say about posts -- like the one about the intelligent telepathic parrot! -- that I can't say out in the open, so at the very least I could write something in the comments about how I actually wrote a story about a really smart parrot once, so e-mail me if you want to read it too, 'cause I think you'd like it! But then if I write that here, everyone will want to read it!

Ha, yeah right! Nobody wants to read my stories. 😛 (more...)

Yep, two new short pieces for you today -- Dusty Plastic HELL: Hot Flash #44 and A Crayon Haiku #32. Warning on that second one -- if you can't stand the sight of blood, steer clear. I mean, it's not quite as gross as the (VIEW AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!) 19th haiku, but I dunno. Some people may be disgusted. Hot Flash #44 also involves some blood, but it's a drawing, so you should be able to handle it. Enjoy! (more...)

Hey all -- just a quick update before I hit the sack. Been well? Hope so.

On Saturday night I ventured back to that DC goth club to check out a performance by Martiya Possession, a gothic bellydancing troupe. Not bad -- they were great dancers! -- but I think maybe I was expecting something else. Like given that bellydancing supposedly has all of these connections to fertility rites and whatnot, I think I was expecting to be aroused! I wasn't. But then, maybe I was too drunk for that, seeing as how I actually slumped over and fell asleep right there at the bar just after finishing my turkey burger. (I was kinda hungry, but I think I ordered it more for the novelty of eating a turkey burger in a goth bar on the night of a bellydancing performance.) Really -- I was fucking gone. But that's what I get for drinking with my dad before going! (more...)

Little late, but here it is -- Scary-Crayon Father's Day tribute! This year, Lord M. Bison takes the top honors. He'll kill your dad to save the rain forests!