This week has been one of ups and down, which I conveyed pretty ineptly in this comic. I think in the end, the good stuff outweighed the bad, or at least, I’m figuring my way from beneath the bad stuff. Incidentally, none of the panels in this week’s comic are necessarily related to each other. Well, some are, but I won’t specify.Some panel-specific notes… Panel one: I forget the EXACT wording of the conversation Pete and I were having when I decided to use a fart as a punchline. I think it’s a good general go-to comedic effect. Panel two: not plotting the destruction of the earth. I’ve just been having a lot of sleep dysfunction the past several days. Once I fall into it, it’s hard to get out. The “dark room” inking turned out to look more sinister than anything. Panel three: I got some attention from both a guest comic I did for Anders Loves Maria and Josh & Imp getting Stumbled. The bulk of it hit all on the same couple of days, and the love I got was very touching. If only I could spin it into gold.
Panel four: family matter. Would be unwise to discuss it in public. Panel five: just a little crying jag I had to get out of my system. I can get pretty melodramatic in the middle of the red, puffy face and the snot flying out my nose. Thanks to Pete for letting me blubber all over him. Panel six: the best way I’ve learned about how to deal with life’s road bumps – a lot of strategizing and hard work. Still, I’ve got my fingers crossed.Now, how’s that for voyeuristic?