My name is Mitch Clem. I draw comics about punk rock and my life and stuff. mitchclem.com
It’s fine that my website is dead, I can still relive my glory days through the magic of Tumblr.
if you’ve been waiting on picking up issue 73 (for some reason?) i’d recommend picking up a copy ASAP. this is ALL that’s left, and one hundred of these suckers will be out the door in the next day or so.
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This issue contains the only My Stupid Life comic I’ve ever had printed in a Razorcake that received fan mail (like, before I put it online a couple months later). So, you know, there’s that.
I had a great time exhibiting at my first comic con this year at Staple. I was worried I looked dumb around Mitch and other super talented folks, until I was reminded that everyone is in the same insecure boat!
Check out the Tigermilks for some seriously good B&S covers.
a lovely comic about me and my lovely comics
idontcarewhy asked: hey man i think your websites down. i just tried to show my buddy nothing nice to say and a verizon site came up for that and your website. just thought you should know.
TRUE STORY! I have to give people money every year to keep my site online, and I am currently broke. Art is hard. Still, the site should be back up by week’s end, providing I sell this screenplay I just wrote about what it’s like to be a rifleman for the French Foreign Legion to some executive-type people over in HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA! Ahem.
so what did you guys do tonight?
This lovely family portrait is brought to you by KIA Motors. KIA: The power to surprise.
(P.S. Yes, I did specifically wear my Snakepit shirt because we were going to a professional sports game. I am hilarious, you guys.)
welp
People who act like they’re victims when somebody is offended by a joke they make are the worst part of comedy. Worse than Carlos Mencia. By like 1000.
reblog x100000000
I don’t necessarily miss when My Stupid Life was supposed to be a comedy, but I very much DO miss the existence of a world, fictional or not, where me and Noam Chomsky go to bars together.
pineapple punx
Ben Snakepit has decreed that, from now on, cool “in the know” people at conventions will be identifiable by the presence of a pineapple at their table. This is a rule I plan to carry forth to all convention appearances from here on out.
I’ll be sharing a table at STAPLE in Austin, TX this year with NATION OF AMANDA and BEN SNAKEPIT!
You can find us in the annex at table #66. TWO-THIRDS OF THE BEAST!
