I no longer have any concept of what is or isn’t real in this comic anymore.
Everything in the Twilight Zone’s gym is painfully ironic. Make of that what you will. Also, a quick note: Sporkman is going Tuesday / Thursday starting next week. I just need to cut one strip a week from my schedule. There’s no larger conspiracy. See ya Tuesday.
And thus begins a series based upon my adventures about a month and a half ago. Because, once again, Sporkman is nothing if not a thinly-veiled blog comic.
As I noted with yesterday’s Lit Brick, January 31st is Sporkman’s birthday. In the intervening thirteen years, I’ve gotten a lot better. In any event, I can’t imagine ever NOT making webcomics. It’s what I do. It’s what I’ll ALWAYS do. I can’t stop. Fun Fact: Every character save She-Jesus in that last panel is [...]
Robyn’s immortality, invented as a side-effect of this art style’s inability to show age, is one of my favorite things in the comic. I don’t bring it up that often (largely because it’s just so strange), but it’s fun to play for laughs every now and then. I’d like to thank everyone that dropped in [...]
On Tuesday, my old pal Meaghan discovered a new form of spoon/fork combination that was apparently created for eating ramen: This is clearly an abomination, but it created a mental image that Megs just couldn’t get out of her head, and now *I* can never un-see it either. To wit: I have weird friends. Of [...]
Though Classic Sporkman isn’t traditionally known for resolving cliffhangers, I decided to throw the storytellers among you a bone. Also, yeah, that’s another one for the Robyn List: she’s apparently tight with billionaire industrialist David Xanatos.
Hey-hey-hey! It’s a randomly NEW Sporkman comic! After all the remastering and restoration, I thought it was time for some fresh content. I’m wacky that way. In any event, that’s one more item for the Robyn List, so take a shot.
This went from “a reader on Twitter mentions knorks” to being a completed comic in just over an hour. There’s something seriously wrong with that.
The world of Sporkman has changed since the last comics were posted in 2008. In the intervening three-odd years, our hero somehow shrank: whenever I draw him in different art styles (in Lit Brick or Silver Age Sporkman, for example), he stays chibi while everyone else is their average adult human height (five to six [...]
