Robot Dogs playing Poker

OK, per a good friend of mine, I present to you:

Robot Dogs Playing Poker.

Yeah, that's right. They are robots and dogs, and yes they are playing poker. deal with it.

Fitness can be Fun (but usually isn't at all.)

So today I go in for a fitness assessment. This will likely involve getting onto some sort of machine at some point, and breaking a sweat. After that, extremely well maintained body types will shake their heads, and sadly frown, and type things into laptops.

I expect to then be dragged out to the back alley, where a dog will sit waiting for me. He will dutifully dig a small trench, then bite my hand and lead me to the trench. He will nudge me lightly with his nose until I get into the trench, then he will fill up the hole with me inside it.

Then the pretty people inside the fitness center will breathe a sigh of relief, and deposit the $19.00 I gave them.

In time, my name will be spoken of as a reminder of what not to do to a body. To scare small children away from dark beers, and potato chips. Why small children will be drinking dark beer in the future? Because future, now shut up.

Rough Sketches

This is a rough draft of a comic that I was working on. Sadly, my software failed on mew, so I was trying to get auto desk up and running for most of my lunch-break. I am still going to post this along with the script just to show how the process works out for me so far. Auto desk is pretty nice. Takes some getting used to. a bit pricey though. Maybe for a present.

script:
Doom Kitty throwing weight around, comes up to Hammer fish bowl
*
hammer(lifting wieghts): what do you want?
DK: just deciding when to eat you
*
hammer: yeah? a lot of that going around...
DK: huh?
*
behind DK, stands Dave, drooling
Hammer: oh nothing, heh.