That is precisely the face that Conrad made ... some creatures are better left to the imagination! This little guy would get hunted to extinction pretty quick ... the Quesodillo really does turn it into a race. It's right up there with the Guaca-mole, which, incidentally, goes pretty well with your Quesodillo.
That's the end of the mini-arc! I've already written out the first Maidens story, so we'll be tackling that when we can. Hope you enjoyed it!
Yuko's Threadless design is still up for voting - if you have a moment and can toss in your vote, that would be great. Thanks!
is the sound it made.
If this feels familiar, that's because it is. The barbecue mushrooming actually happened back when Aaron visited, but it didn't come up recently because of the bookshelf incident. Oh god, does that count as continuity? I'm so sorry.
Some of my buddies from DC came up to visit, and they were kind enough to help us move the couch. Thanks guys! Yuko couldn't draw them all here. This couch wasn't as bad as the one we had to move from Rochester to Rockville ... solid wood frame, queen-size foldout bed. It was a monster. Oof.
Tees in the store are partially restocked - you can snag some PaleontoLOLgy or Mawzantine Crest shirts if you like.
See you Thursday!
Our third installment in the Rest in Pieces series - here's the dresser, and here's the car. An unfortunate hour of my life - have a nasty scrape on my thumb to show for it. I think I'm done with IKEA shelves! They're built flimsy so they'll collapse on American consumers - Sweden, I'm onto your plan! Your slow, deliberate plan.
We were in Boston a few weeks back for ROFLcon, and in the evening we had the opportunity to grab dinner with Ming, Emmy, Neil and Jamie. We went to Wagamama - try the apple-lime juice and their desserts, they are pretty tasty. Afterwards they showed us around town a bit and then we bid each other adieu for the night ...
Reminiscent of this comic, we have pulled the veil back a little further. If Rook wants food, he lets you know. And know. And know. Sometimes when he meows like that we meow back, matching him for length and pitch, but it just turns into a contest and the cat always wins. He's a pro.
John wants to take a video of Rook and auto-tune it. I think I'd just hit mute.