Back in the mid-90's, Parker Brothers made a series of activity sets called Sleepover Club (which I think were a part of some larger, terrifyingly girly franchise). I got the Fortune Telling box for one of my awkward tween-ish birthdays and the lot of us decided that it was a pretty mediocre activity set and it was sequestered down to the Board Game and Mice Closet in the basement.
I still remember this conversation clearly ... all of Yuko's apprehension about the house the previous night was burned away by the scorching heat of her untempered rage at the squirrel colony living in the sealed room next door. Here, let me repeat that:
GUYS WE HAVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT SPACKLEHAUS
There isn't a total vocabulary to describe how bizarre the year in Spacklehaus was. The name Spacklehaus is a story in and of itself, but in any event it was an old house right outside downtown Rochester. The landlord's name was Mort, which, I thought to myself, sounded like the name of an orcish innkeeper. Let it be known, this is one of those times a person looks exactly like their name sounds, much to your discomfort. Mort is also a story for later, though.
Hey guys! Phoenix Down is a shirt Yuko designed for Mutagenics a little while ago - we decided to do a small run of them, to be sold through her Etsy account. If you submit an order, PLEASE INCLUDE THE SIZE YOU WANT IN THE SELLERS COMMENTS. This helps us know what to order for you. ;)
This happened a couple of weeks ago, on the way home from an Art Fight. Jami dropped us off at Yuko's car, which was parked at a remote location ... Yuko was tired and isn't much of a night driver, so I offered to drive. We hopped onto the beltway and we were about 15 minutes away from my house when the engine started hesitating. The hesitation built into a rumbling, and then the engine groaned. We got off the beltway as the speedometer forcibly dropped from 30 to 20 to 5.
This was technically the first Johnny Wander comic I ever drew. There were several that came before, but they weren't in the correct dimensions. This one was drawn some time in the early summer, and the conversation did happen in our last apartment, and we did hold those poses for a good 20 or so seconds. It has been a long desire of John's and mine to have a coffee table. Alas, the apartment we live in now is far too small and it is a big responsibility to have a coffee table.
I don't even know what I'm supposed to write about! Except that, sadly, they never got a coffee table ... there just wasn't enough room. Some day guys ... keep on living the dream.
We went and looked at some coffee tables at Ikea, and all I can say is that I (we) love their furniture, and their coffee tables are no exception. Ikea makes me want to buy furniture I don't need ...
God, I'm seriously running out of steam here. Someone help me out.
Maybe I'm not as enthusiastic about coffee tables because I don't like coffee. Yeah ...
It really is a cute skirt. I didn't force Yuko to get it, but she said the only way she'd ever wear a skirt is if it was given to her. I think she meant it to be dismissive, but I took her at her word and now she is burdened with a black H & M skirt. She actually got another one recently - it's a nice rust color. That might make me Yuko's arch nemesis in her quest to look like a guy ... Love and war and all that, I suppose.