Edmund Finney's Quest to Find the Meaning of Life

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Establishing a Rapport

by Dan Long on September 29, 2009 at 03:00

If a man screams and runs away in the woods and only a few people chase him, does he get away?

Sometimes I wonder if each animal has its own god. I mean, the god of snakes, who created all snakes, might be a snake. The god of lemurs would be a lemur himself, who created and watches over all lemurs. Further, I wonder whether these gods are all-powerful like the people-god, or if they have the characteristics of the animals themselves. For example, if a dog needs help one day on Earth, stuck in a drainage ditch or something, does the dog god just chase after a tennis ball instead of helping? Or the cow god- what does he do all day? If a cow prayed to him, I think he’d just sit there chewing cud, which is pretty gross and not helpful at all. Or is the cow-god intelligent like humans? If so, I bet the main thing he thinks every day is, “Man, I shouldn’t have made those things so delicious. Sorry guys.”

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Natural Construction

by Dan Long on September 25, 2009 at 03:00

They said their mugging would subside substantially once the buildings were completed, since air conditioning the woods was currently producing some rather steep utility bills.

Hey, so, you want to get a little glimpse into what keeps cartoonists up at night? Click Here for a semi-alternate punchline. I had doubts about the clarity of the punchline (or punch-panel, if you will) at first. Is it too subtle? Is it just subtle enough? Is it clear and obvious? These are the kinds of questions you ask yourself repeatedly as a cartoonist who just finished a new strip, and then answer, but then wake up at night thinking you made the wrong choice. I decided the posted version is just subtle enough. If you know what an outhouse is, you’d know that this would be a poor design for an obvious reason, but it should take just a sweet minute to register. In the alternate strip that I considered, I think it’s redundant; just restating the implied joke. Would you agree? Oh, and don’t get me started on the internal debate of what the yell should be. Should it be ‘aaugh’? ‘gaah’? On and on.

On a non-related note, I would be highly disappointed if I met the man who invented ice cream sandwiches and he turned out to be a jerk.

In other news, some guest art of mine was posted on Joenis Norac’s site, “Unconscious Ink,” where every Tuesday and Thursday Joenis dishes up a new weird, funny, disturbing, and/or completely random piece of artwork- a concept that is right up my alley as I love things that are any mixture of those adjectives. Take some time to browse his archives, won’t you? Here’s the link to my guest piece.

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Woodland Nomenclature

by Dan Long on September 22, 2009 at 03:00

I was going to lighten the mood by saying I just put myself in a 'sticky situation,' but they were holding large sticks and I didn't want to set them up with a counter-pun.

UPDATE: Guest strip over at JEFbot!

Original Post:

Hello! Look at the blurry trees! It’s like Edmund Finney’s Quest to Find the Meaning of Life in 3-D! Okay it’s not but I’m still trying new things out. I imagine in a year or so my art will be uniform and unwavering, but for now I’m enjoying messing around with colors, gradients, blurring effects, and anything else I can test-run while trying to define my style. Perhaps my style will never rest easy and I’ll always be changing the way things look, who knows? I’ll tell you who knows: Time travelers.

The thing I hate most about time travelers is when they come into your house and say things like, “Boy, it sure is warm out today. Much warmer than on this day in 2027.” You know the only reason they say that is to show off and flaunt their time traveling ability. If I were less polite of a person I would call them out on it right then and there and shut them up. But I am polite, so I don’t. I’m also passive-aggressive, so what I do instead is vow to throw maple syrup and cotton candy on him on that day in 2027. Now that I made that vow, I can assume I will follow through with it, and I say, “Boy, you sure are clean today. Much less maple syrup and cotton candy on you than on this day in 2027.” And he’d say “How did you KNOW?” and I just confused myself so I’ll stop typing now.

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An Unwelcoming Party

by Dan Long on September 18, 2009 at 03:00

My first thought was that Jake's handwriting was quite legible. My second thought was how strange Jake must be. I probably had those in the wrong order.

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Also, if you’d like to contact me that’s swell also. My communication is not exclusive to editors. But I don’t talk to hyenas. Those things scare me. Seriously. If you are a hyena you’re scary, and if you are human and have a pet hyena, I’m sure you’re great and all, but I’m afraid your pet might attack me through the phone. Hyenas and parrots that hiss. Pretty much my two animal fears.