It didn’t happen for me this time, but generally when I come to the site I’ll automatically hit “Prev” and then “Last” to make sure I’m seeing the latest comic. Sometimes I even find other ones I’ve missed. I seem to remember someone commenting that it’s a Chrome thing, and that is the browser I use. (Replying more for visibility than anything, sorry I can’t help!)
Yeah, we have real lives. Sorry we didn’t consider anonymous internet strangers when shit was going down in our reality. Please forgive us, O thou amazing internet person.
The internet isn’t the same without you two. I’ve been reading J’s stuff since Flem, I was a young stupid kid reading the Jay Series. J Grant was my introduction to grinding absurdism and hyper-violence. I enjoyed watching him write and create, and I know from my own endeavors how difficult it really is, and how the mark of talent and ability is in making difficult things seem easy. James made it look easy. After I read Pedestrian Wolves and On the Banks of Lethe, he made me want to be a writer. I still write to this very day and have had some moderate success of my own.
I got to meet him years and years ago at The Church in Dallas (the old building). He probably doesn’t remember, but I was trying very hard to seem cool and basically abandoned the girl I was with to follow/stalk/photograph him. I kind of almost got into a scuffle with someone because we had procured some high speed chicken-feed from their ex girlfriend who was in our group and they mistook me for a romantic interest. I remember James told me not to sweat it. Never saw him again, but I carry it with me.
I am intrigued by this comment. Who the fuck are you, LOL? My clubbing days are, well, effectively done, since my age number starts with a 5 now. Thanks for being a reader, tho!
Just an enormous fan who was lucky enough to meet you in the olden golden days. I was maybe freshly 21 and there was a gay guy named Community Cid I had been hanging out with who was a pretty frequent goer to the Church, he had a red/purple/yellow mohawk (the mood-hawk I used to call it. He hated me but we had similar taste in drugs.) If memory serves, we met shortly after you brought the Jay Series back 2005/6-ish? I could be wrong but that sticks out in my mind quite a lot.
We arrive at the Church and I have had a few oxycontin and a hit of speed so I’m right at FUNCTIONAL and I’m being inundated by the Dallas night life which beats OKC’s nightlife (especially back then) by a few orders of magnitude. Back then I was a good looking chap and I never had any trouble pulling a guy or gal that caught my fancy, but I was hanging back with Cid trying to find another connect for more drugs, so I was politely brushing folks off when Cid pointed you out. Community Cid said you were cute but, and I’m quoting old Cid here, “Mean as a rattlesnake but smarter than a freshly oiled flogger.” You were hanging out with a blonde lady with a shitload of tattoos and it slowly dawned on me who you were. He said, “He’s not Bi, I don’t think, but shoot your shot since you’re too good to fuck me.” Which was true. All of that was true. Cid didn’t believe in bathing and often smelled like a footed ass even when he wasn’t using heavy. The girl we came with, Carley, was a kind of girlfriend who oscillated between me and Doug (the friend whose apartment I was sleeping at) and the plan was to score enough speed to entertain ourselves through the weekend without having to leave the Apartment.
So I awkwardly try to place myself in a position to say “HI OH MY GOD YOU’RE THE BEST” without freaking you out which is harder than you’d think. There was a discussion about mutual paranormal encounters and this girl was telling the people around us about the time she let a ghost finger her (which I think was a psychological camouflage for her stepdad or something, I dunno) but we started talking and you introduced yourself, shook my hand – and then I unloaded my fanhood on you and you looked almost panicked.
You and someone you were with pointed us in the direction of a potential purveyor of illicit substances, and in that search, someone’s boyfriend thought I was making the moves or trying to pay for a blowjob or something – so he got heated. Before I could react, three other people, and one GIGANTIC bald guy who looked like a butt-baby between Michael Clarke Duncan and Vin Diesel interject themselves – but the guy ripped my shirt. You told me not to sweat it and offered to buy me a drink. That’s about all I remember, but shortly after that I moved to Seattle. I think I still have one of those 9×12 flem prints from the revival hanging around.
I look forward to seeing them at San Diego Comic Con. They usually have a booth on the floor of the Con…but this year, i don’t see them on the list. Hope they’re doing alright.
We will not be at SDCC in 2025. We did that convention for the last 16 years, and it was time to move on. The world has changed, as have our living situations within it. Mel and I are fine and dandy. I apologize if this unannounced hiatus has alarmed anyone. We’re good. We’re just dealing with a lot of shit going down both in our personal spheres and in the world at large.
So sorry to hear that you two are going through some really tough times! I truly hope that you’ll get safely through it all, and we also get see the return of our favorite two felines! Stay well!
I wish it was Berrrrr! Here in Flor-dah it’s 74 but the humidity is 94. I know, not much better in TX. Thank you for putting up a new comic.
…I don’t know if it’s just me, but when I go straight to the home page, it still wants to display the previous comic.
It didn’t happen for me this time, but generally when I come to the site I’ll automatically hit “Prev” and then “Last” to make sure I’m seeing the latest comic. Sometimes I even find other ones I’ve missed. I seem to remember someone commenting that it’s a Chrome thing, and that is the browser I use. (Replying more for visibility than anything, sorry I can’t help!)
YAY fixt nao! 😀
Feeling this when I have to go into the valley.
How does that 47F feel?
It is Decembrrr! Happy Holidays!
Are you two OK? It has been three months since this posted with no new comic
So…. What’s happening to Two Lumps? There hasn’t been any updates since 09/16/2014!?F
Happy New Year!
Will there ever be new comics?
Over six months with no new comic – are you all ill? Divorced?
Hi Ebenezer, we are getting worried out here, how are you and Mom doing ?
20 years reading this tale of 2 cats, with great joy, and no resolution for readers, not even a Goodbye!
Yeah, we have real lives. Sorry we didn’t consider anonymous internet strangers when shit was going down in our reality. Please forgive us, O thou amazing internet person.
I miss the boys.
Hope all is well as can be.
So…. What’s happening to Two Lumps? There hasn’t been any updates since 09/16/2014!?
They seem to have totally disappeared!
Yeah, sorry aboot that. Lotta shit going on. We’re fine.
I have an idea – keep the artwork the same, but change the WORDs at least once a week…
I hope all is well. Hubby and I miss this.
Hey, y’all. Hope everything is ok. We miss our Russian blue boyz…
I hope you guys are okay.
The internet isn’t the same without you two. I’ve been reading J’s stuff since Flem, I was a young stupid kid reading the Jay Series. J Grant was my introduction to grinding absurdism and hyper-violence. I enjoyed watching him write and create, and I know from my own endeavors how difficult it really is, and how the mark of talent and ability is in making difficult things seem easy. James made it look easy. After I read Pedestrian Wolves and On the Banks of Lethe, he made me want to be a writer. I still write to this very day and have had some moderate success of my own.
I got to meet him years and years ago at The Church in Dallas (the old building). He probably doesn’t remember, but I was trying very hard to seem cool and basically abandoned the girl I was with to follow/stalk/photograph him. I kind of almost got into a scuffle with someone because we had procured some high speed chicken-feed from their ex girlfriend who was in our group and they mistook me for a romantic interest. I remember James told me not to sweat it. Never saw him again, but I carry it with me.
I am intrigued by this comment. Who the fuck are you, LOL? My clubbing days are, well, effectively done, since my age number starts with a 5 now. Thanks for being a reader, tho!
Just an enormous fan who was lucky enough to meet you in the olden golden days. I was maybe freshly 21 and there was a gay guy named Community Cid I had been hanging out with who was a pretty frequent goer to the Church, he had a red/purple/yellow mohawk (the mood-hawk I used to call it. He hated me but we had similar taste in drugs.) If memory serves, we met shortly after you brought the Jay Series back 2005/6-ish? I could be wrong but that sticks out in my mind quite a lot.
We arrive at the Church and I have had a few oxycontin and a hit of speed so I’m right at FUNCTIONAL and I’m being inundated by the Dallas night life which beats OKC’s nightlife (especially back then) by a few orders of magnitude. Back then I was a good looking chap and I never had any trouble pulling a guy or gal that caught my fancy, but I was hanging back with Cid trying to find another connect for more drugs, so I was politely brushing folks off when Cid pointed you out. Community Cid said you were cute but, and I’m quoting old Cid here, “Mean as a rattlesnake but smarter than a freshly oiled flogger.” You were hanging out with a blonde lady with a shitload of tattoos and it slowly dawned on me who you were. He said, “He’s not Bi, I don’t think, but shoot your shot since you’re too good to fuck me.” Which was true. All of that was true. Cid didn’t believe in bathing and often smelled like a footed ass even when he wasn’t using heavy. The girl we came with, Carley, was a kind of girlfriend who oscillated between me and Doug (the friend whose apartment I was sleeping at) and the plan was to score enough speed to entertain ourselves through the weekend without having to leave the Apartment.
So I awkwardly try to place myself in a position to say “HI OH MY GOD YOU’RE THE BEST” without freaking you out which is harder than you’d think. There was a discussion about mutual paranormal encounters and this girl was telling the people around us about the time she let a ghost finger her (which I think was a psychological camouflage for her stepdad or something, I dunno) but we started talking and you introduced yourself, shook my hand – and then I unloaded my fanhood on you and you looked almost panicked.
You and someone you were with pointed us in the direction of a potential purveyor of illicit substances, and in that search, someone’s boyfriend thought I was making the moves or trying to pay for a blowjob or something – so he got heated. Before I could react, three other people, and one GIGANTIC bald guy who looked like a butt-baby between Michael Clarke Duncan and Vin Diesel interject themselves – but the guy ripped my shirt. You told me not to sweat it and offered to buy me a drink. That’s about all I remember, but shortly after that I moved to Seattle. I think I still have one of those 9×12 flem prints from the revival hanging around.
Miss you guys. Are you okay?
I look forward to seeing them at San Diego Comic Con. They usually have a booth on the floor of the Con…but this year, i don’t see them on the list. Hope they’re doing alright.
Hi. J. here.
We will not be at SDCC in 2025. We did that convention for the last 16 years, and it was time to move on. The world has changed, as have our living situations within it. Mel and I are fine and dandy. I apologize if this unannounced hiatus has alarmed anyone. We’re good. We’re just dealing with a lot of shit going down both in our personal spheres and in the world at large.
So sorry to hear that you two are going through some really tough times! I truly hope that you’ll get safely through it all, and we also get see the return of our favorite two felines! Stay well!
So sorry this comic died, it will always have a place in my dead comics folder in case the zombie lives again some day.
So sorry this comic was abandoned, it will always have a place in my dead comics folder in case the zombie lives again some day.