I, uh, wasn't quite sure how to feel about this when Yuko did it. I'm glad she can get some use out of my face, I guess.
I'm not sure how much the ladies can relate, but some of you dudes probably can ... shaving is a constant losing battle for me. It only takes me a day or so to grow stubble back in, which is why I appear in Johnny Wander as such.
My mother hates it! When she's visiting, she's usually happy with my appearance for about 1 hour every 3 days or so. I just gave up years ago.
Hey everyone! You probably noticed that the new site layout is in place! This is the place to comment on problems you notice around the site. Hope you like what we're doing with the place! :D
Sorry about my absence this past week, I see that the site's still here, so I'll assume it went smoothly. Thank you Conrad and Rachelle for taking care of things for me while I was up with my folks -- it was too much of an inconvenience for everyone for me to borrow someone's computer for a week and lug my scanner and tablet and inks and brushes up to NJ while I was paying social calls. My computer's back now, but the hard drive's blank. I'm going to have to restore it before I can do anything practical on it.
Rachelle, who was kind enough to make the comic for us this evening, makes her first appearance in this comic! It was quickly established that whenever video games were played on the same system Rachelle would be Player 1 and I would be Player 2. Not once in the last two years has this rule been broken, and the way things are going it doesn't look like it ever will be.
Oh, how I yearn for that light in the upper-left-hand corner of the xbox controller.
Hey everyone! You can probably tell that Yuko is out of town this week, so I'll be filling in today with a Conrad Action Comic, done in the same vein as Tasha's comic over at Double Fine. I love her stuff, and I'm constantly joking that I could do a comic about my life in the same format, so this is the chapter in which I try to do that.
Yuko was growing Poblano peppers for a while (as evidenced here), and she decided she wanted to dry some of them out. She and John tried to speed up the process by putting them in the toaster oven - baaad news. We coughed uncontrollably for a few hours, try as we might to air out the apartment. It was pretty funny.
It was a banner weekend for us ... Yuko's laptop died (it was the motherboard), both of her wipers stripped during a storm, and I got a flat! Still, Yuko made a comic happen, through hardwork and tenacity. Hooray for Yuko! I like what she did in the background of the first two panels - it is a neat effect.
Anyway, I think that's all for us! We are tired, and now we go to rest.
(Oh, and thank you to Mohammad for helping us out on such short notice!)
... this joke takes a little bit of explanation unless you have a rudimentary understanding of Japanese. Basically, sukiyaki is a dish and daisuki means "to like a lot". So, if you really like sukiyaki and (terrible) puns, you can say "daisuki-yaki" and ...
*stares in Yuko's direction* Well, I know someone who feel compelled to say it every time we have sukiyaki at her parents' house.
I experienced a Rochester winter twice, which is misleading to say because Rochester winters never end. DC winters are considerably warmer and more pleasant, and there's less of a chance that some snowplow will pile snow in front of your driveway.
Rochester also laughs in the face of inclement weather - they don't shut down for anything. Alternately, DC freaks out if there's an inch of snow (I am okay with this, because you get a free day off).
There was an infestation of bugs towards the end of the lifespan of these plants so they got moved outside to the balcony. Now they're all dormant or dead, except for Wolf. ;_;
I named the spider plant Wolf as in Lone Wolf, because he actually hung across the room from the others, all by his lonesome. It was his solitude that ultimately quarantined him from the bug plague.
Blue, the strawberry plant, grew one large strawberry, which we were going to cut into four pieces so we could all savor it ... but then a squirrel ate it. D: What a jerk!