Neurotic Owl

flapping vaguely downward through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

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There’ll be cartoons tomorrow, I swear.

A year and a month ago, I wrote this. Never say I don’t keep at least a few of my promises. And the truth is?  I felt pretty decent wearing … Continue reading

July 1, 2014 · 3 Comments

This is a rerun, because I’m too filled with rage to draw a cartoon about Hobby Lobby, and can’t talk about anything else today.

You’ve all heard by now, I’m sure.  5 of the 9 supreme court justices (unsurprisingly all men) have decided that corporations can have religious objections to, oh, say, women getting … Continue reading

July 1, 2014 · Leave a comment

And yet another holiday goes by that I don’t know how to buy a card for.

Because Father’s/Mother’s/whatever day comes with two choices in cards:  super sentimental (“You’re the bestest dad in the whole wide world!  You were always there for me and did everything right … Continue reading

June 17, 2014 · Leave a comment

Where will I get a grilled cheese with a side of fried rice now?

This won’t mean much if you’re not from Houston, or possibly even specifically from the Montrose area, but Lucky Burger has been defeated by a greedy landlord who forced them … Continue reading

June 10, 2014 · Leave a comment

Unless you’re describing the show to your blind friend, shhhhhhhhh.

I don’t care how quiet you think you’re being, or how important it is to tell your date that that last song was awesome, I CAN HEAR YOU.  Unless you … Continue reading

June 5, 2014 · 1 Comment

Hello again! Did you miss me?

Hi everybody!  (Hi, Doctor Nick!)  I’m sure you didn’t notice my spotty attendance recently, but it was, and I was, and my excuse is not an excuse really.  I was … Continue reading

June 2, 2014 · Leave a comment

It’s a love that will last forever.

Coming soon-ish, various other characters marrying items I’ve promised to marry.  For instance, cheese.

May 27, 2014 · Leave a comment

As drawn by the girl who just apologized to a table for bumping into it.

May 23, 2014 · Leave a comment

Mic drop.

Oh, please, do tell me all about how white cisgendered straight Christian men have it harder than anybody.  I’ll just be over here, loading a Nerf gun with Tampons.  You … Continue reading

May 21, 2014 · Leave a comment

Parties are scary sometimes anyway.

I’m very lucky to have found friends who both throw totally non-scary parties and are also pretty great about letting you know, clearly and specifically, when you’re invited.  Still, you … Continue reading

May 16, 2014 · Leave a comment