Finally! This pretty much explains why I haven’t updated in nearly a year. It’s also more or less what my room looks like right now.
Haiku time. Play those keys, baby.
I snuggle with my iTouch every night; it is such a comfort. It is also there when I wake to tell me about all of the emails I’ve received while asleep. Searching for “ipod teddy bear,” I was reminded how much I hate coming up with an idea that has already been implemented.
I always feel like starting a podcast anytime I get sick. From concept to creation, this is probably the fastest I’ve ever made a comic-thing. It probably shows.
Damsels in mild distress. (Unless you’re playing The Lost Levels). All King Koopa wants is a royal wedding with the future queen of fungal humanoids.
If there were olympics for l’esprit de l’escalier, I would be a champion.
This is how girls come on to guys, right? Baked good-related puns?
I had more fun coming up with words to fit the acronym than I did making the actual comic. Some attempts: Fixing Broken Iceboxes; Fighting Benign Iguanodons; Feeding Bedridden Ibexes; Fondling Boobies Impatiently; Filling Boxes Irately; Fapping Between Investigations; Finding Brandon Inside.
I struggle daily with laziness and unproductivity. Even though I’ve had a few ideas in queue, I never mustered the will to draw them out. I’m trying to change this.
Stabbing water demons in the gut with a ship is kind of a dick thing to do, but I guess someone had to do it.