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Oh, man. It’s another one of those serious cartoons that advances the plot.
Ewwww. Now, we’ll have to have a nematode race to shake off the mood.
Have any of you guys been reading webcomics long enough to spot how a lot of them seem to start off being about either 20-year-olds running around all crazy or about video games one way or another? And then how, after a while, they turn out to be about lots of other stuff?
Well, I swear, when I started off- this comic was gonna be about skateboarding and kayaking and bicycles. Seriously.
Believe it or not, I didn’t think “I don’t have my scanner, so I’d better design something that’s easy to draw straight into the machine.” The cartoons were already penciled out when life got weird. Maybe I’ll get the computer (and therefore the scanner, and the old files to work with… and my whole stinkin’ life) back tomorrow? Friday? Who knows.
All I know is that I relied on that machine more than I thought I did.
Yikes.
When you hear people with novel and specific ideas… or conspiracy theories… or who listen to a lot of overnight call-in talk radio, say things like “It makes sense if you think about it”, that’s when you assume it’s safe to tune them out. When they’re setting up targets and are about to pick up a firearm, then maybe you want to pay close attention to what they say, and maybe smile and nod a lot. And maybe make sure they don’t have your address or phone number.