Doing this one in B&W would have been a sin.  And also hard as hell.  It would have taken a crap-load of gray tones to accomplish the same thing as about 10 colors.  Maybe not, but that’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.

I first came  up with Robyn’s storyline back in July.  Laughed my ass off at the thought of her being a cake-girl at stag parties.  Then I wrote today’s comic and started a sketch of Robyn getting in the cake while showing a fair amount of skin, but still being a tease of sorts.  I think tease shots are more appealing than in-your-face nudity.    Anyway, you observant readers will remember this pose from a sneak-peek I did of Lorraine and Robyn in some pencil sketches (Lorraine’s was more full frontal and is coming up).  July, folks. I’ve been waiting a long time to do this one.  And normally I’m impatient!

Ah, the Chevy Van. How many kids did our generation spawn while listening to Styx or REO on the cassette player and banging our girlfriend of the week in the back of one of these mobile Motels?  More than we admit I’m sure. It was nearly a contest to see how much crap one could retro-fit into the back of these monsters.  Sinks, fridges, tiny beds, stereos, lamps… on and on.  A  home on wheels too but a bit nippy in the winter (some had plug-ins like mobile homes for heaters… gimme a break).  Here’s 1977’s nod to the almighty Chevy Van.  May they rust away quietly.

Dr. John. Man, what a song and what a voice.  Blues, jazz, rock and rock all jammed into one guy. I never got beyond this single (it annoyed the hell out of me back in the day) but today I listen to his stuff and appreciate the talent for sure.  So, just to annoy the artist once more,  here’s today’s comic title!

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