Tag: Cups the Comic

CUPS 55: Cup & Sorcerers

The Eggplant — upscale diner specializing in unconventional breakfast dishes like sweet potato waffles, wine and cheese omelettes, and gluten-free breakfast sandwiches.

Screw Head — a Christian book club that concentrates on modern day literature aimed towards those with celibate lifestyles.

Tomorrow’s Regrets —low-to-middle quality strip club, though many claim their steak tar-tar is the best you can find in the area.

Pink Ocelot — dive-y bar with some solid drink specials after 9 pm, but really is known for their illegal sports betting operation based out of the side room. Password to get in is ‘oligarchy’

XXX Bottle — just a thing Sarge saw while walking around downtown.

In case you were wondering.

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CUPS 54: What To Do Now

Hello, yes, 911? I’d like to file a report? There’s some guy loudly talking to himself outside my house… Um, no, he doesn’t appear to be dangerous, but he’s… It’s loud, you know? It’s really weird. Like, who does that? He’s more or less performing a internal monologue externally, as if he’s in some sort of a Shakespeare performance or something like that. Using old English, as well. Oh, actually, you know what? It is a play. I forgot. They’re doing Shakespeare in the park tonight, and my house is adjacent to the local park. That explains the large audience sitting there as well. Sheesh, 911, is my face red. Go ahead and carry on with your evening!

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CUPS 53: Another Comic About Panicking

Much of CUPS is biographical, but this part is kind of not. My wife and I freaked out a little bit, but I don’t recall ever having like real breakdowns where either of us was truly panicked. Maybe Lester is just my fears and worries that I mostly keep locked up inside. Maybe Norah is that as well. Maybe this is a fictional comic and you shouldn’t read too deeply into it and mind your own damn business.

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CUPS 52: Emotional Badass

When my son was born, the first night we spent at home, I was up most of the night terrified about the inconsequential slant to the bassinet mattress. I was thoroughly convinced that he was going to roll onto his stomach in the middle of the night, as a 4-day old, and suffocate himself. This was a complete and utter joke of a thought, but at the time I was this close to getting out a construction leveler and straight up shaving off portions of the mattress until it was at an exact zero degree slant. I think I have a tendency to dwell on things that don’t actually matter, and when I suddenly had a 4-day old I actually legit slipped into a short-term insanity that took me about a year to come out of. In short, nobody should have babies ever, because things would be so much easier and we’d all be so much better adjusted.

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CUPS 51: Freakout

Welcome to a series of strips were two people panic about having a baby. I hope I’m appealing to a sizable enough group of people, seeing as like a billion people have children every year, and God knows how many of them freak out about it.

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