I don’t like to complain. No really. As much as it makes for more entertaining comics most of the time, I hate the thought of going out and yelling about how such and such sucked this year. It can’t retroactively[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Okay, my ability to get lost is well documented, but this one wasn’t just my fault. I can be legitimately easy to get lost in the halls of the Gaylord. What with the lack of landmarks and the way the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Hey, it was late and covers are hard! But look at this this way: now everyone knows what color Scribble’s boots are. That’s… interesting, right? But yeah, KATSUCON TIME!!! As always, this cover pages goes up during the con itself,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Katsucon still hasn’t quite figured out how to make use of the simultaneously massive and unwieldy space that is the Gaylord. For all the huge rooms they offer, actually finding places for crowds to walk in is apparently difficult. Example:[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Uh… spoiler, I guess? Don’t worry, I haven’t actually performed trepanation on myself with a drill… yet. I’ll be darned if I don’t feel like it’s happened anyway, though. If you could see what these note look like before the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m convinced this is really what those things are doing. Not that I personally do any better on my own, mind you. (Historical Notes: Past Me is REALLY underplaying my ability to get lost, as future pages will clearly demonstrate. […]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
First off, no one HAS to drive the Batmobile anyplace. A select few GET to. Second, that’s pretty much the most epic sentence ever uttered by a human being. I could walk into any producer’s office with that one sentence[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
…and to top it all off, when I GOT to the car, I realized I’d misunderstood what my car-mates had said (they were waiting for ME back in the hotel) So, as long as I was sitting around, I figured[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Ugh, NOT my finest hour right here. Yeah, I got off the elevator at the wrong floor, and just getting back on wasn’t an option because… well… it was Sunday morning. Nuff said. So, yeah, lots of walking ensued. And[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
That’s just an inherently funny word to me, and I’m glad I finally found a reason to cram it into a comic 🙂 (Historical Notes: …I don’t get it, Past Me.)