IF HE HAD BEEN THE MAIN CHARACTER IT WOULD HAVE BEEN CALLED FIFTH SENSE (DUDE CONRAD I'M SORRY YUKO THOUGHT OF IT DDD: DON'T BEAT MEEEE)
It's well-documented around here that Conrad actually doesn't have any sense of smell, but it's one of those things that we tend to forget. In a lot of ways it's pretty similar to how forgetful I am about Hawk and Ramadan ... except in this case everyone forgets, so maybe I am just being a jerk to Hawk.
Hey guys! The next update will come a little later than usual ... we try to have the comics up between midnight and 3 AM, but Yuko just cranked out an Applegeeks comic and it's not happening until the morning. Check back Thursday during the day, it'll be up! Yuko's already got it all sketched out. :D
Megan and I have been best friends since we were seven or so years old? And let's be honest, she turned out pretty much better than me in every way. Sorry, mom and dad.
I was probably the first person that Megan called to tell about Dane proposing, but I wound up being the last person to find out. =_= In any case, congratulations to the both of you! You two are great, and great for each other. I'm so happy for you guys!!
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Conrad's birthday is towards the end of December, so it was cold and we all had to spend the day working so we wanted to do something pretty relaxed and local. Dave and Busters is right up the road, so we went there and played Ghost Recon and Conrad played Pump, and when Mike arrived he bought Conrad a few drinks. We sat around and talked - Mike told us about his time in Iraq and then we started talking about the Air Force generally and somehow, last call rolled around.
The actual story is that my dad is going to see one of his old middle school friends who now lives in Nara (which is famous for its deer shrine). The fellow's nickname back-then (but really, who keeps in touch with their friends from middle school?) was 'Monkey' (or I suppose 'Saru').
My dad's been swearing otherwise, but I still think the bad monkey with the baseball bat is supposed to be him.
As you might have guessed from my name, I'm Japanese. (well, half.) My language skills are abysmal -- I was born and raised in the US -- but I managed to grow up with a decent amount of culture. New Year is the only holiday we celebrate, but it's a big deal and my dad is an awesome cook. Ananth had the pleasure of joining us this year! :D
This teaches me to use bottles of weird stuff at my folks' place without reading what it is first.
Ananth and I are actually at a New Year's get-together* right now. Happy New Year's, everyone! Hope you had a good one. Ananth's busy giving well-wishes to friends, so I've been left to give the blog tonight. Apologies, I'm no good at this.