Hey, we're back from Anime USA! Super special thank you's to the staff for treating us so well and the dealer's room security dudes (Gabriel, Rachel, Vincent, anyone I forgot) for being so awesome and making me into a small living legend among the staff and dealers for drawing those bizarre mutated Kirbies. If any of you have scans or photos of them, I didn't have the foresight to take pictures of them! You can e-mail me over at firstname.lastname@example.org 8D
Yuko and I were in NYC for MoCCA this year, so that dates this comic by a few months. There's a building across from MoCCA with a sign that says PUCK FAIR, and if you are a smaller person and stand just so, it seems to say something else entirely. Certainly nothing appropriate.
John makes number four of our extended roommate family. He and I have actually been living together for five years now! He also has a good fourteen inches on me. And he does say things like this.
If you missed the post from Conrad earlier, he's been a MACHINE today and set up an RSS feed for us. Thanks again man, you're the only reason this site is running. Well, you and George. Hi, George.
Hey everyone! I'm Conrad, that unfortunate looking dude you see directly above and below this post. I'm responsible for making sure stuff runs smoothly around here, but I'll occasionally be jumping in here to bother you all by saying something inappropriate.
Want to know the best way to get your extended family to call you? Link your mom to a comic you're in. Just a thought.
Yuko and I attended Conrad's graduation, and in keeping with the way Conrad does business, he made it pretty entertaining. Conrad stepped onto that stage to Walk and, as if he knew that he was at the center of attention up on the gigantic jumbotron hanging from the ceiling, gave a grinning double thumbs up to all five hundred people in the audience. Then he lit an imaginary cigarette, gave a long pull, and blew four years worth of college up at the gymnasium ceiling. All five hundred people laughed.
Oh yeah, and that photo? 100% real:
I graduated in 2005, and I did it all wrong.
I only walked for my college ceremony, and I showed up in a polo and jeans, which was a mistake. Row upon row of guys in dress shirts and girls in slender dresses made me nervous, so I threw on the graduation gown and pulled the neck up as high as I could. I'd never graduated from college before, what the hell did I know?