So Conrad has a collection of t-shirts that he wears only at home, because they are comfortable and old and not something you would necessarily want to wear in public. Everyone has these kinds of clothes, the kind they wear when they're lounging around the house. Not all of us wear them to the liquor store, though, and herein lies young Conrad's dilemma! At the very least, I'm sure it's an invitation to get carded.
Yuko is off to Japan for two weeks! Please join me in wishing her a safe trip and an awesome visit! Don't worry, she drew some comics before she left. ;)
I periodically visit Yuko's folks with Yuko, and when I do it is not unusual to stumble upon the cats exploring. Mika is the trailblazer - she's fearless and investigates things with great vigor. Gonta, on the other hand, explores primarily to discover new hiding places. As you can tell from the comic above, some hiding places are better than others. I'm just relieved Gonta isn't a cat out in the wild; something just tells me Gonta couldn't hack it.
It was pretty funny, actually ... the guy sincerely thought Yuko was pointing at him, and her illustration of his reaction is an accurate representation. Actually, I think these days he wears a shirt when he lounges on the balcony ... aw.
Edit: I'm going to be at AKON this weekend with Johnny Wander merchandise (prints and Phoenix Down shirts in limited sizes)! Stop by and say hello!
As you get older your tastes change, and you get less excited about some things and more excited about others. Cereal box prizes have maintained a static level of excitement for me, though, from childhood into adulthood. Pouring out breakfast and finding a toy in my bowl fills me with irrational delight, even though I inevitably give them to my Dad, who likes to fiddle with things as he works. Here are some of our favorite prizes (John, post yours in the comments! I'll add it tomorrow):
If you're relatively new to the comic, I apologize! In the past we've covered Yuko's aversion to girly things. It is touched upon again here - clearly, Yuko is not a makeup kinda gal.
The epilogue to this comic is that George was about to explain why he wanted lipstick, and then I stopped him. I really don't want to know.
Yuko, John and I were in NYC recently, and when we were done with our business we took an hour to walk around. We went down to St. Marks, and as we were walking past a vendor, I noticed a rack of Kanye West's trademark glasses. Now, a detour: A few weeks ago, while Conrad was gone to Rochester, Yuko took to defacing his 360 avatar once a day ... John and I pitched in, and together we created CONYE, Conrad's ghetto superstar alter-ego. With that in mind, our thought process should be pretty obvious.
(Quick note: Phoenix Down shirts shipped today! Sorry for the delay!)
Yuko's birthday was on Saturday! She had a small group of people at the last minute. Everyone ate beef curry, and then she made them drink and watch Twilight (possibly the only way to get through that movie). By the way, that's Jamie in the first panel - he reviews a number of things over at Angry Zen Master, and he's also the illustrator for Erfworld, one of Time Magazine's 2007 graphic novels of the year. Anyway!
I've never dreamt of cooking anything, much less cooked it from dream-memory - but Yuko has! When she dreamt of pumpkin and chicken curry, John and I demanded that she make it. It cooked in the crock pot all day, filling the house with dream-smells, and then when evening rolled around we had dream-supper. We ate it out of real bowls with real spoons. On a 1 to 10 Magic scale, it was about an 8.