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INVADER ZIM Fact #11

So I had hoped to write a few of these irrefutable facts ahead of time so as to simply have to upload them from my futuristic phone at the proper times while I was away on adventures. Well, that proved to be a bit more difficult than I had anticipated and yesterday’s wildly popular post ended up being the only one I had queued up in what should have been a full barrel of rumor-dispelling artillery.
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INVADER ZIM Fact #10

If you are reading this message then it means that I am already dead.

I’ve my suspicions who who might have done me in, but this is neither the time nor place to get into that.

I’ll be dead for a couple of days, it looks like, and the afterlife apparently looks like Seattle where I’m attending the Emerald City Comicon and Discount Shoe Expo.  It should be a fine time on my end as I love any opportunity to hang around in Seattle, living in L.A like I do.  Having two shit-covered gorillas drag me out of bed and punch me repeatedly against an elephant’s ass until I fold and get mashed all the way up and in would be a damn fine getaway from L.A, but Seattle’s all the joy of that encounter without the awful stuff.
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INVADER ZIM Fact #9

Dingy dingy dingy dingy! BOOOOOF! zzzuuuUHHHHHHHH.

Number nine.  Number nine.  Number nine…

Hahah!  Get it?  Neither do I.

Alright, moving on.

The response these posts are getting has been overwhelming, becoming increasingly unpopular in ways I could never have anticipated!  So I’ll do my best to keep it up and you just keep slumping more and more unpleasantly in your chair until I’ve no voice left from screaming and ranting incessantly and you’re just a dust covered skeleton collapsed around that lawn chair you’ve been fusing to the past week or so.

I’ve gotta say, however, that I’m a bit disturbed by what some people are starting to say about my humanitarian efforts to enlighten some folks, that I am perhaps making some of this stuff up, not sticking entirely to the facts.

ME.  Making things up.  ME!!
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INVADER ZIM Fact #8

De Niro, speaking like a dracula, and Avatar font. What does it MEAN?

Way too much stuff to do, so if you were upset by how short yesterday’s entry was, you’re going to pretty much blow your brains out at how today’s barely amounts to the length of your average trivia bit on the underside of a Snapple cap.

Still, a mere blip of time spent here is a blessed breath of life-restoring reason and energy compared to what you’d get out there in that woefully misinformed hell you come from. You come to me like so many gasping, choking Ecco the Dolphins, and I point you to the precious air vents from which you suck down the will to carry on, unafraid, at least until you start choking again.
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INVADER ZIM Fact #7

The man who puppeteered the Dib suit.

Alright, look. It’s Sunday, I’m terribly busy with prepping some artwork for a series of screen prints and trying to finish some last minute writing for something that isn’t nearly as awesome and mindblowing and helpful to mankind as these things have been but still has to get done, and, not to be upsetting, but, you’re inability to read is factoring in here a bit as well.

Today’s post will be much shorter than what I’ve been putting up this past week, and in this modern, information-microburst obsessed age, it’s probably for the best, yeah? Yeahhhh.
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