The comic schedule should be picking up. I have finished this semester of college and should be able to dedicate more time to the comic. What does this mean? More updates, for starters. It also means we’re going to put some time into making the website more engaging, and for those who haven’t guessed, blog posts from me, the artist. The blog posts are an exciting and new part for me. I intend to talk about the comic’s art, art in general, and whatever I am thinking about at the moment. So let’s kick this off with some whatever I am thinking about at the moment.

I am a Trekkie—have been for as long as I can remember—and there is a new J. J. Abrams Star Trek movie coming out. I eventually liked his last Star Trek movie. It was hard though; my first reaction was “This is not Star Trek. It is a Sci-Fi action movie wearing Star Trek’s skin.” It was a fun and competent action movie, though and I do like the Star Trek skin. I decided I was looking at the movie wrong. It’s not a Star Trek movie, it is a big budget Star Trek fan fiction and it was pretty good. So what will the second movie be? They already expended almost all the original series Star Trek tropes… The long and the short of it is that Abrams never really knew what made Star Trek great and can’t just whip out all the tropes from the original series—so how will he make a Star Trek movie? I don’t think he knows how. I hope I am wrong. I hope Abrams gets Star Trek this time around. I would be thrilled to admit I was wrong and sing the praises of the new movie if it is good. A good Star Trek movie would be worth so much more than being right.

Daphne’s journal,

…and for a moment, I wondered if she was Death and meant to make a deal with me. Then she held it out for me to touch, as if it were a toy and if I were good for Christmas, I could have one too.

I can hear our mother already, if she’d been there. “You ain’t nothin’ but the devil.” That’s what she’d have said. But I hate that certainty in her, and always have. To her, Arty just gets to go to heaven sooner. Church has never given me that confidence, so I followed the woman with the skeleton arm…

I do not often pass judgement on the newfangled young. I have chosen to make an exception, because Sweet Mother of Slendy, that’s stupid. Know, however, that when one of these kids snorts a condom up their nose and then pulls it out their hind end, I will be impressed.

As in, an impression will have been made on me. That may have already happened. I can’t be sure. I sure hope not.

It’s more comparable to a chat room, except the US president and William Shatner are both there, along with every single Swede. Oh, and Google caches it. So there’s tons and tons of access to people, as long as you have something to say besides “I AM HAVE THE SWAG Y U NO BUY IT [LINK] #MYPRODUCT.”

Chat rooms are more interactive, though. Where else do people write pithy one liners, phone numbers you’ll never call, and cryptic, undecipherable messages?

Oh.

Twitter is the bathroom stall of the internet.

Implication: Jerry wants to give you bathroom cookies.

The rocket pleases us. Yes, yes it does.

:Update:

Whew. Life settled a bit, so I could give the text more thought.

Writing here to test and see where my blog posts are going. They seem to be getting eaten!

The website’s undergoing some maintenance while the word monkey derps around behind the curtain. Thanks!

I made Zach draw a comic in two hours, after we saw an episode of Strip Search where the contestants had to produce a comic in ONE hour.

Tycho and Gabe would have put this comic in a blender, or set it on fire–or something. That said, we were both still happy with it.

That’s TJ as Empress Wu Zetian, and Shoe as Ghengis Khan.

China is fucking OP in Civ 5.

Settlers shitting bricks was funnier. We play with a lot of mods, and apparently this wasn’t the average Civ player’s experience.