Greenlaw likes to make comics, animated shorts, and funny voices.
I sang ‘Hanukkow’ to Alisa to get her opinion. She pointed out that cows only had four nipples. “Rats,” I thought. “Cow biology messes up the song.” But, no, she just gave me the punchline! Thanks sweetie.
Happy Hanukkah from Team Little Green Dog!
Toullie and Sister are dancing and singing:
Spinning, spinning like a dreidel
‘tato latkes, made o’ ‘tato
Lights a candle on an udder
Every night she lights anudder.
Sergeant: Cows have only four nipples you know.
Toullie and Sister stick their tongues out at Sergeant.
Toullie: Hanukkow has eight.
It’s an unusually cold, wet and rainy day here in Los Angeles. Seems like a good time for a beach cartoon.
Sergeant: I hate volleyball.
Toullie and Sister: Hee, hee, hee…
Today is the day after Election Day, 2016. My 10 year old daughter cried herself to sleep last night and woke up crying this morning. I drew this cartoon to help cheer her up.
Sergeant: Oh, for crying out loud, it’s ‘Hillary!’
Toullie: It’s okay, we can twy again.
Happy Howl-oween everybody. We’re actually a day late in posting this but it’s Dia De Los Muertos, so it still counts. Okay, maybe not but we still hope you enjoy this episode.
This is going to be my last Brudders comic for a while. The strip is going on hiatus so I can catch up on other Little Green Dog projects and to spend more time with Sergeant. Don’t worry–Brudders will be back before you know it.
Rough pencil sketch.
This is why one must know his onions.
Actually, I only just heard this phrase for the first time recently. It’s good advice if you have cats.
Toullie: Sergent, did you know that if you eat an onion, you’re pee smells like an onion?
Sergeant: Toullie! Onions are poisonous to cats!
Toullie: 911? My sister ate an onion!
We’re now halfway through our fifth year of drought here in southern California. Many of our neighbors have switched to water-wise desert gardens or otherwise let their lawns die out completely. We stopped watering our lawn a couple of years ago but our grass is hanging in there. Sort of.
Toullie: Cawifornia is facing a water cwisis, so wemember…
If it’s yewwow, wet it mewwow,
And if it’s bwown, fwush it down.
Sergeant: In other words…
If it’s pee, let it be,
If it’s poo, down the loo.
Sister: No bath! Yay cwisis!
Lillian Gish once said: “You can get through life with bad manners, but it’s easier with good manners.” It’s true and you don’t even need to be sincere about it.
Sergeant: This is a toilet! You don’t play in it!
Toullie: If it’s called a ‘toy-wet’, why shouldn’t she pway in it?
Sergeant: Because we drink from it, silly.
Thank goodness potty jokes never go out of style or I would have nothing to write about.
Sister: I need to pee!
Sister: Too late.
I hope you enjoyed our adaptation of Carmen.
I’d been wanting to adapt Carmen ever since Alisa took me to see the Los Angeles Opera production back in 2008. It was the first time I saw an opera performed live on stage and it made a great impression on me. Eight years later, I finally got around to figuring out how to write and draw these strips.
Here are some of the costume designs.
You may have noticed that the knife doesn’t exist in any of the sketches. It was added as an afterthought. Originally, I didn’t think it was necessary to show the murder weapon but changed my mind the day after I drew the strip.
If you’ve never seen the opera and get a chance to, I highly recommend it. Personally, I’d love to go to another one some day but it’s really just too expensive for me.
Toreador, en garde! Toreador, Toreador!
Et songe bien, oui, songe en combattant
Qu’un oeil noir te regarde,
Et que l’amour t’attend,
Toreador, L’amour t’attend!
Sergeant: You can arrest me. I was the one who killed her! Ah! Carmen! My adored Carmen!
Sister: All done! No more singing!