My Noun Is So Adjective 19

Since all of the doors were closed, Bradley had to be creative and escape out the doggy door.



Just kidding! Bradley would never lower himself to go through a doggy door. How embarrassing that would be! Doggy doors are for disgusting dogs. "Why does Will even have a doggy door? He doesn't own a dog. What a moron!" thought the little kitty.

Bradley creatively escaped out the wall instead.



"Fuck walls!" purred Bradley as he crashed through the vinyl siding of the house. Bradley's strict diet of gourmet foods from local markets gave him the strength of an ogre and bones as dense as titanium. Walls were nothing more than a minor inconvenience to this smug cat. Bradley sniffed the air to see if he could figure out which direction Will had gone.

Bradley followed the scent to Will's favorite bar, Tequila Mockingbird, but he was nowhere to be found. The feline put his nose to the air to figure out where the trail continued.

Much to Bradley's dismay, the trail continued to the east through a location.

EJ Comic 441: Rapscallion

My Noun Is So Adjective 18

"What would I do if I were in this situation?" Will pondered.



"Well, I'd probably stab him in the tonsils with a spork." Will thought. Unfortunately, Will was fresh out of sporks, so he had to think of all his many talents he could utilize to get him out of this jam. Suddenly, Will had a brilliant idea.

Meanwhile, Bradley dejectedly sat in front of his ivory dining goblet. "What the hell is this bullshit?" thought the fluffy kitty.



Will left in a hurry, but not before thoughtlessly tossing this piece of garbage into Bradley's sacred eating vessel. "I thought I trained that moron to be better than this!"

Will was being a bad human, and bad humans needed to be punished severely. Normally Bradley considered himself a house cat, and rarely cared to venture outside. However, these transgressions deserved swift justice.

Since all of the doors were closed, Bradley had to be creative and escape out the noun.

EJ Comic 440: Slave Labor

Special thanks to Christopher Osborn for making this comic possible.

Day 366 of 365 of iPad... Oh wait...

End of iPad Challenge

Well, I did it! With 394 images spread across 365 posts, I stretched my arbitrary rules to their limits. The goal was to consistently update, and in that respect I succeeded. Over the course of the year I developed my style and hopefully made you laugh a little. Now that I have completed the challenge, I will most likely start varying my tools to facilitate my art shenanigans.

Since I have to focus on my graduate studies for the rest of April, my updates most likely won't be as consistent. This does not mean I'll stop posting, I just can't guarantee daily updates. However, expect a return to daily posts again starting in the summer.

Some statistics of my accomplishment for those who are interested:

300 EJ Comic posts.

39 Dixon Stu posts with 61 images.

17 My Noun Is So Adjective posts with 23 images.

9 miscellaneous art posts.

Between this project, getting married, starting grad school, and working several jobs, it sure has been a busy year.

Day 365 of 365 of iPad Blogging Challenge.

EJ Comic 439: Media Fast

Day 364 of 365 of iPad Blogging Challenge.

My Noun Is So Adjective 17

The croc led Will at squirt gunpoint to a dark office.

The office was located in the back of the circus tent, behind a flap. Lots of serious mascot business must happen here. The croc motioned Will to sit down in front of the large desk. Mr. Dile plopped down in the swivel chair located behind the desk and promptly picked up the phone.



"Ahoy hoy!" the mascot yelled into the receiver. "Uh huh. He's here, and he knocked out poor old Betsy. That's right. Hyuk, hyuk. No, sir, it isn't funny... hee. Sorry! You want me to torture him a bit?"

This was quite a pickle.

"What would proper noun do if he/she were in this situation?" Will pondered.

My Noun Is So Adjective 16

The giant lizard pulled out a squirt gun from his vest and threatened Will to follow him.

From the looks of it, the Super Soaker was filled with a questionable liquid.



"I'm definitely not foolin' around! Ahee hee!" squealed the croc.

Will raised his hands in defense. "Okay! Okay! Calm down! Let's not do anything hasty." he said nervously.

This guy was way too creepy for Will not to take him seriously. The liquid sloshing around in the water gun did not look like water. Will was wearing his favorite shirt, and didn't want it to get ruined by unknown fluids.

The croc led Will at squirt gunpoint to a location.

EJ Comic 438: Tasteless Jokes

Day 361 of 365 of iPad Blogging Challenge.