Few cartoon characters I've created bring me as much perverse pleasure as Bitchie Ann McSourpuss, my Goth-Spinster alter-ego. Far from pretty, lacking in all social graces, and brimming with more than a bit of bitter magic, she appears when I lament being single. So naturally, she appears on Valentine's Day more than most days of the year. If you want Bitchie's origin, it's in this long ago entry.
And I don't really lament being single, but I do hate the commercialism of this fake holiday reminding me of it at nearly every turn. My response to it is humor. Dark humor. Dark, twisted, bitter humor. It keeps me warm.

A touch of wicked truth to go with that serenade...
I did another Bitchie toon the other night but I didn't post it because after a 2nd look, it just wasn't right. I posted it behind the cut.

I titled this one, "Love Isn't the ONLY Thing in the Air..." I liked the idea at first, but the idea of an active Bitchie Ann just seemed wrong. She levitates above the ground because she's too f**king lazy to walk and she's going to skate? No, it's just isn't right.
Still, I love a good fart joke.
And I don't really lament being single, but I do hate the commercialism of this fake holiday reminding me of it at nearly every turn. My response to it is humor. Dark humor. Dark, twisted, bitter humor. It keeps me warm.

A touch of wicked truth to go with that serenade...
I did another Bitchie toon the other night but I didn't post it because after a 2nd look, it just wasn't right. I posted it behind the cut.

I titled this one, "Love Isn't the ONLY Thing in the Air..." I liked the idea at first, but the idea of an active Bitchie Ann just seemed wrong. She levitates above the ground because she's too f**king lazy to walk and she's going to skate? No, it's just isn't right.
Still, I love a good fart joke.