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AND THIS IS EXACTLY HOW IT HAPPENED.
The stage is set, dear Internet, and these are our players.
What will become of them?
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First update in a while. Fear not though, dear Internet! I haven’t forgotten you. I’ve just been moving in to my new (first!) apartment. It’s been a tedious process and we don’t have our interwebs set up. Before I moved in though, I went to visit Samantha and her family. This is a chronicling of one of the adventures we had.
It turns out Samantha’s dad went to high school with the man who owns the most expensive longhorns in the U.S. And yes, he really was that shirtless and hairy when we met him. The longhorns are actually very impressive looking and not at all how I drew this one. I didn’t know that they really are burnt orange and white. I now understand the logic behind my school’s colors. The only thing that was kind of unappealing about these huge cows was the fact that they drool. A lot. And their drool kept managing to find Samantha’s mom no matter where she moved.
Anyhow, this comic doesn’t focus on the cows themselves. Instead, I chose to tell you about a rather awkward moment that happened right in the middle of conversation. The longhorn owner was telling me about his own time at UT and how he was forced to drop out. He said this in a very upbeat kind of way and I took it to mean that his grades must have sucked. I thought we were joking about it, so I laughed. Then in a sudden and very grave tone he informed me that it was because his dad died.
Needless to say, it was awkward.
Here he is, by the way.
Smash it up.
In my household, this is the call that rings out whenever one of my friends wants to let us know that a battle of heroes is about to take place in the form of Super Smash Brothers. The two gentlemen featured alongside myself in this comic are Bobby and Mando. Bobby is the kind of person who becomes infused with unholy gaming skill via objects that don’t make sense. For example, he believes being 1st player makes him better. He has claimed the 1st Player control in pretty much every round of any game we’ve ever played EVER. Is this superstitious? Probably, but he’s really, really good. He has no problem telling you that he’ll beat you with or without it, even if his control is broken. Still, he never plays 2nd. Also, he’s got this terrible habit of staring at people impatiently when he wants them to do something instead of, you know, just saying what he wants.
I know the Wierdest City is supposed to be about living in Austin and “Keeping It Weird” and everything, but I don’t move into my apartment for another week, so these first few focus on my friends from home. You’ll see a lot more of the CA members once I get back.
Anyhow, this is the update for today! You can find them here on the blog until Alon returns from saving the world. Next one might go up early because I’ll be out of town. Take care, Internet!
Today’s post is a day early since I’m not gonna be around on Monday. I’m catching a bus up to go visit Samantha one more time before we go back to our respective universities. I’m sure you guys understand when I say that I’m really not working on any comic stuff while I’m with her. I’ll be back Tuesday though, so Wednesday’s update should be on time!
Anyhow, the character you see up there looks a lot like Mando, but it is actually someone totally different. This is a guy I work with named Leo. As it turns out, we both share a particular fondness for The Lion King (blatant rip-off though it may be). On Friday, I could hear from Leo’s headphones that he was listening to I Just Can’t Wait To Be King over his headphones. We pretty much spent the next few hours tossing quotes and lyrics back and forth. I thought it would make a great comic.
Here in South Texas, we’re going through a record-breaking heat wave. We have had triple digit weather every single day since summer “vacation” started. Sometimes the sun looks really friendly in drawings, but this behavior on Mr. Sun’s part has convinced me that he is nothing short of a villain. I thought it would be an appropriate introduction to our time together, internet. While you can never go wrong with super powerful coconut-scented SPF 50+, this obviously is not exactly how my morning started. In truth, I don’t know how to whistle.