Hey everyone! Wow, thank you so much for the turnout on the contest, but it is officially closed!! The winner will be announced next Thursday! Sorry, but I now have 600 of these to go through; it's gonna take me some time. ;)
This was certainly not one of my finer moments. Fearing for the safety of the plastic pipes in our old apartment, I simply started disposing of the grease out the second-story window, which left a pleasant little pattern in the snow below. Little did I know, of course, that all the grease was actually sinking below the snow until around March when the snow melted. You could see a grease stain in the concrete below that must have measured a half-meter in diameter. No lie, it was kind of gross.
I'm doing this while everyone is away, and they're going to have to deal with it when they get back. My excitement: incontainable. See, on Sunday I got very bored and I put together a meme generator for Johnny Wander and had a blast watching what people put together on Twitter. Then it struck me: why stop there! Why not hold a contest to see who can make the best meme? And so:
Yuko's father is an interesting dude. I'm pretty sure we could do a comic solely about him. I'm afraid to impart too many interesting stories, though, because I'm sure they would all make awesome comics ... though Yuko would probably object to drawing her father and her brother fighting in her hallway.
(Quick note: Phoenix Down shirts shipped today! Sorry for the delay!)
Yuko's birthday was on Saturday! She had a small group of people at the last minute. Everyone ate beef curry, and then she made them drink and watch Twilight (possibly the only way to get through that movie). By the way, that's Jamie in the first panel - he reviews a number of things over at Angry Zen Master, and he's also the illustrator for Erfworld, one of Time Magazine's 2007 graphic novels of the year. Anyway!
Man, you fellas are really on about this curry thing. I'm going to be honest, the Chicken-And-Pumpkin curry wasn't nearly as good as the beef curry I usually make. So, I'm just going to give you the regular beef recipe. Really. It's so much better.
I make regular Japanese-style curry. It's what my folks make, and it's the only variation of curry I know how to do. If you're going to make Japanese style curry, this is really all you need:
I've never dreamt of cooking anything, much less cooked it from dream-memory - but Yuko has! When she dreamt of pumpkin and chicken curry, John and I demanded that she make it. It cooked in the crock pot all day, filling the house with dream-smells, and then when evening rolled around we had dream-supper. We ate it out of real bowls with real spoons. On a 1 to 10 Magic scale, it was about an 8.
Having been sick for roughly 2 weeks now, I was visiting with my mother for some much needed convalescence. Around 4 AM one night, we were roused by the smoke detector going off intermittently. It continued to do so, at random intervals, for the next 15 hours. Yuko and John stopped by to eat dinner with us the following night, and John was kind enough to take a look at the smoke detector (he is a pretty handy guy and could probably build a house using only three of the fingers on his right hand).
It's me, John! I figured it was high-time to show my text-face around here, so here it be.
As Ananth Plagos'D the apartment, I made the most of my germ-ridden inability to be productive and watched Yuko play Wind Waker. And then consequently watched her draw this comic. These are obviously busy times.
I have a hypothesis that the horrible cloud of pepper-smoke I accidentally made a couple weeks ago had something to do with precipitating a month of disease and lung irritation. Just a thought.