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So we were supposed to run Jami's guest comic today - it's still going to run next Tuesday! Yuko was conscious enough to pretty up one of the comics she drew in her Japan journal, so here we are. She does lament how terrible she is at Japanese, but between you and me I don't think it's that bad. At least, it's better than mine.
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Hey guys! So here's the first guest comic of the week, written and illustrated by the especially talented Jeph Jacques! It is a thrill having this, since I'm a big fan of Questionable Content and I've been really impressed with how far it - and Jeph - have come along since the comic's inception. I'm a nerd for your comics man!
If this comic looks familiar, you're not crazy - it's remarkably similar to one we did a while ago. In the same way that I can't deal with coffee, Yuko can't deal with any of the super sweet drinks that I tend to favor ... most recently the Starbucks green tea frappucino. One new development since that last strip is that I started drinking tea - a lot of it! I got pretty sick the past couple of months, and so tea has become a staple, especially during the colder months.
This is a True Story, and not super relatable unless you ink with steel nibs! They give Yuko wrist cramps and generally seem like a pain in the ass to use (although I think she is using particularly bad ones) ... but it doesn't matter, because sitting on her desk now is an envelope from a brush company in Britain! I'm excited to see how Johnny Wander looks once she cracks those brushes open - they came on high recommendation from some talented folks (I, uh, can't remember who just now).
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.