Death makes a compact with Life, he wants more, he wants all that life has to offer. And for a pizza a week, Life says sure, but after meeting the roommates Life set him up with, Lisa, Carl, and Zeus, Death isn’t so sure he’s on the winning end of the deal. So starts Death At Your Door.

Death At Your Door has been brewing for a number of years. I’ve doodled, wrote, and generally thought about it for over five years. Slowly it’s coalesced into something beyond a random drawing. Special shout out to my buddy Trent Cross, master doodler himself, who thought that this might be a good idea if I ever got off my butt and did it. Bam, in your face Crossman!

Mission Statement: I intend for this online comic strip to be funny for all (well, at least what I feel is funny) and a few dark funny moments, and very infrequently, a few dark moments. But mostly funny, I promise, I won’t get lost in the “death” aspect of the strip. It’s not meant to be a goth trip at all. Smiles, that’s what I’m looking to generate here. And massive amounts of riches, I’m kinda stupid about the riches. Ooooh, riches…

Note, this is not a Sunday funny, nor a newspaper comic, and I don’t intend it to be. Print’s dead baby. What it is, if you haven’t heard, is a comic presented solely on the web, on this site; hence, webcomic. Online comic. No more than that. Fun times. And if it ever stops being fun, the comic stops too. So far though, fun times.

Thanks, enjoy, and let me know how I’m doing on this thing.

Rod Salm