Don’t try this at home, kids.

———– Papercuts are the worst. I gave myself a really nasty one when I was cleaning up my old house as I prepared to move into my new one. I did exactly what Winslow does here: I reached into a box filled with papers without really paying attention and gave myself one helluva papercut. And

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I drew this after listening to some Blue Oyster Cult. I can’t imagine why.

Winslow isn’t wasteful when it comes to food preparation. After squeezing the juice out of a mermaid for a refreshing glass of merm-ade (perfect for those hot summer days on the beach or wherever else good times are had), Winslow likes to take the leftovers and cook them into a nice omelet. They’re great for breakfast, lunch, and even dinner.

If you’re into art (and who isn’t?), then you know all about MerMay. Winslow knows all about this very special month as well. He likes to look at beautiful fish ladies as much as the next guy, but he also knows that true art appreciation requires themed beverages.

This comic is based on a conversation my daughter and I had. The dialogue is transcribed word for word.

It looks like Ben and Winslow must live near me, because I can’t figure out the weather we’ve been having, either. Right now it’s in the high 80s, but the week before it was cold and rainy, and we had insane winds before that, and snow in March, and fireballs in February, and hailstones the size of babies, and then a rain of actual babies after that tornado ripped through the maternity ward. Strange times, indeed.

Hey everyone! It’s one of my three favorite times of the year: the times I sit in front of my computer with a newly edited and formatted copy of Defenestration awaiting its release, my only job at that point being to write an editorial. And I never know what to write! I could claim that my perpetual writer’s block is due to the sheer number of these things I’ve been expected to create; 2018 marks the 15th year we’ve been doing this, and I’d much rather you read the short stories and poems instead of whatever I’m cobbling together here.

Winslow doesn’t know if he has knuckles. Frankly, I don’t think he has bones in his hands.

Winslow has a nose in this comic. It’s horrifying.