Patrick Alexander draws in a very skillful, loose and apparently effortless style that's a pleasure to read. His comics are original and quite possibly groundbreaking, but clearly pay homage to the classics (Herriman and Hunt Emerson come to mind). The humor is offbeat and laugh-out-loud funny. Though often very dark, there is neverthless a sense of optimisim and joy about the series. The writing is clever and original, characters casually introduced evolve and re-appear in unexpect ways. There is a sense of seat-of-the-pants chaos, but also a distinct air of structure and planning. I don't know if Patrick makes it up as he goes along or if he agonizes over every tiny stroke on the page, but it certainly seems like Raymondo Person has some sort of grand direction to it. Wherever it ends up I'm looking forward to being along for the ride. ... read it now!

This is a completely and shamelessly biased review.

I love "Raymondo Person." I've loved it since long before it was on WCN. I've loved it since the first page, where Raymondo goes to work. He sits on a stool for eight hours a day, and is violently shocked every five minutes. I was still loving it when Ray's one-night stand was unceremoniously interrupted by a bout of explosive diarrhea. And I'm pretty sure I had a seizure when Meiko the anime-faced, banjo-playing barmaid-whore pined for true love while being defiled with a hamster.

The art is simple, almost exclusively glorified stick figures. But the work is still refined and polished, with obvious craft behind its simplicity. So not only is he goddamn hilarious, but this Patrick guy can draw.

Read this strip. You have to. You need to know what you're missing.

... read it now!