Hello.

The birds are singing, that Morning song from “Peer Gynt” is playing, and Stricken Pot Pie is slowly coming out of hibernation. Having dealt with such distractions as a cross-country move across one of the larger countries, I am now easing back into life and stuff. Don’t expect new comics right away, but expect to expect them in the near future.

I’ve made a few changes to the website, the biggest one being that I have rephotographed each and every comic. Now the images don’t suck quite so much. Feel free to scroll through the Comic archives and marvel at my increasingly adequate photography skills.

And now the big news. In celebration of spring, I am pleased to announce the opportunity for you to transfer your money to me. The handy link on the right of this page, and this handy link right here, will take you to wondrous place where you can buy photo prints of a selection of SPP comic strips. And buttons! Buttons, people. Serious stuff.

If you want a print of a comic not currently available in the shop or a different size print or anything else you think I should sell, drop me a line at kristen@strickenpotpie.com. I’ll see what I can do.

On Hiatus

Stricken Pot Pie is on hiatus.

Stricken Pot Pie sketchbook

The previous comic was, believe it or not, the 15th Stricken Pot Pie comic to be posted. In honor of that arbitrary milestone, we’re cracking open the SPP Vaults and taking a peek at my very first attempt at the character that would become Marjorie. Seen here in her natural habitat, the door of my refrigerator, meet Marjorie v.1. Ain’t she, uh, cute?

(Also pictured: finger painting by my 2-year-old niece and snapshot of my brother’s house. My refrigerator really likes my family, apparently.)

4th of July Thoughts

Marjorie Demonstrates Classic Dances of the Past: The Charleston

In which we will never speak of this again.

The most important thing I have forgotten to mention.

“Best. Concert. Ever.”, the live Jonathan Coulton concert DVD/CD featuring myself on ukulele, is now available for purchase. Great for JoCo fans, ukulele fans, Paul & Storm fans, and fans of dry ice and flashlights. If you’re not a fan of any of those things, well then I’m not sure how much more we have to say to one another.

In which it is spring enough

Inspiration comes too late

I spent a long time mulling over a title for this comic. I pride myself on my ability to come up with names for things, and my specialty is puns and dumb wordplay. I named my junior high school newspaper. I named the final exhibition for my museum studies graduate school program. I will not tell you what those titles were, because they were terrible puns that should not be preserved in connection with the Google Search results for my name.

Some of my favorite ideas for the name of this here comic were sadly scrapped because the URL was already taken (I’m looking at you, rollertoaster.com.) Some were just lame (Bread Sandwich?) I’m pretty happy with the title I ended up with, largely because when you Google it you get me and a bunch of stories about food poisoning.

Or at least, I was happy with it until today. Today I came up with the best stupid title for an embroidered comic strip, particularly if it were about 75% more like Ziggy than this comic currently is:

“Notions.”

Ew, right? Ew, on so many levels. I love it.

Mother’s Day Polaroids