Mr. Fix-It.

Grar. Sorry for the late comic, guys, but having to use a public scanner isn't easy. I'm working on getting these comics out on time, but you'll be surprised how easy it is for life to throw enough small annoyances at you to put you off track.
Long Story Short: Public Scanners Blow.
As for the comic, a bit of context: I'm known to carry a knife with me at almost all times, mostly because having one makes you the handiest person to have around in any given situation. Knives are just versatile tools, provided they are used responsibly. I lent one to my brother once, and it came back in pieces. The upside was that that particular knife sucked anyway, and I now have an excuse to save up for a sweet KA-BAR knife. Really, breaking that knife was a blessing.
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Operation Market Orange.

So grey scale is REALLY HARD, especially when you only actually have two grey pens to work with. As you can see, in the above comic, there is only so much layering you can do before your page just looks like a grey pen threw up on it.
So, if I haven't mentioned it before, I work in a frozen yogurt place, and, as with all jobs, there are good days and bad days. Sometimes, though, those bad days last a WHOLE WEEK. At least I get a huge paycheck.
It mostly happened because all the new students from the college nearby (incidentally, my old school) had moved in for orientation, and the groups would come into the store for frozen yogurt. On a hot summer day, that mess hits the spot, but that entire week, our frozen yogurt machines decided to break down a lot (especially when huge mobs of customers were in the store). We made do, but it really felt like everything was going wrong faster than we could put it back together.
I've been reading Band of Brothers recently (the series is amazing and I figured reading the book would deepen my appreciation for Easy Company and its awesomeness), and the descriptions of the artillery strikes in the book kind of influenced the second panel. Essentially, it felt like the machines were just lobbing horrible things at me all the time, and I couldn't do anything about it. Not fun.
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TIRED.

Chris is a bit of a night owl, so mornings generally aren't his thing. Add to that the amount of essays he writes for school, and you have a guy who is VERY TIRED in the mornings. Generally, I'm awake before him, so I, while sitting at my drafting table, watched as he punched his alarm clock into submission. I don't think he was fully awake for any of it.
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OH NO.

Hey, guys! Well, if you'll remember, the CastleTown Convicts played at the Cobalt Cafe on March 19th! What I DIDN'T mention is that we got there in a BADASS GIANT VAN. Sabrina seriously has this big ol' brown van she named Bender (after the dude from Breakfast Club). This van was built specifically with bands in mind.
Upon leaving Chris' mom's house (we paid her a visit), we found out something HORRIBLE. THE BATTERY HAD DIED. With some last ditch effort (and Laurel, Chris, and me nearly being exploded by electricity), we managed to jump-start Bender and play the show.
Fun Fact: I GOT TO RIDE IN THE PASSENGER SEAT THE WHOLE DAY. It's like being in the Millennium Falcon.
Also, sorry about the hit-or-miss nature of GD lately, life has just gotten REALLY hectic in the past few weeks.
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Waste Not, Want Not.

I stayed the night with one of my sisters recently, and she said that I could totally have some toast if I was hungry. Since I WAS hungry, I decided to make some toast. Little did I know that the timer on her toaster oven was BROKEN. So my toast, instead of being deliciously golden and warm, was BLACK. I ate some anyway.
The book I was reading is one she owns that has become my new favourite, The Last True Story I'll Ever Tell, by John Crawford, who served a devastating tour of duty in Iraq during the initial 2003 invasion.
Also, if you'll notice, the INKS ARE DIFFERENT! I got a fancy pants new brush pen and some other pens that make inking a LOT EASIER! I love them!
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Where The Hell Have The Comics Been?

Hey, guys! Happy 2011! Also, the COMICS ARE BACK! Yeah, if you read the last two posts, you can kinda gather what happened, but this is just a quick explanation that summarises everything that knocked me (and by extension, this comic) flat on my ass. My car had been parked and apparently, some drunk people smashed into it rounding a corner, and I found it when it was raining REALLY HARD. That day, the drawing pad I make these comics on, were in my bag, and they got wet. I spent the time off testing the pages once they dried to see if they can hold up to ink, and it looks like they can (I tested, like, a bzillion pages).
Well, the important thing is that this comic is back! Yay! Let's hope that 2011 turns out better than 2010, because honestly, 2010 sucked.
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Guess Who Has REALLY Shitty Luck.

Me. The guy who draws this comic and stuff. I have the shitty luck. Turns out some drunk dude totalled my car while it was parked on the street one night, and then he ran off like a pussy. So, it's gone. Like, forever. Not only that, but given the amount of rain, guess whose comic archives GOT WET. Again, me. It's me. I'm the one whose archives got wet. And the pad of paper that I draw the comics on got wet, too. Either I have to wait for it to dry, or I just have to get a whole new pad of drawing paper, depending on how it holds up ink after drying up. So until then, GD is down for the count. Sorry, guys, I've just had a really bad run of luck lately. Hopefully, the comic will be back up soon, but I have to lay out the archives and the pad of paper to dry. They are currently strewn on the couch in my apartment.

The Most Terrifying Supervillain

This is a bit of a flashback, as it happened my senior year of college. It so happened that my friends and I were all hanging out, and I had a box and a large roll of bubble wrap. Once I brought those, all hell broke loose. My friend Franklin, abandoning his usually genteel manner, proceeded to wave some of the box around and wear the bubble-wrap like a cape, probably under the impression that he was some kind of packing wizard. I couldn't make this up even if I wanted to, because sometimes, it is hard to believe life gets to be that AWESOME.
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Plastic Can Be Uncooperative Sometimes.

While I've been going to community college summer term, I have gotten back into the habit of taking lunch with me. I use an old gas mask bag that was just taking up space, and usually freeze a delicious drink, like tea or water, to put in my lunch. Sometimes, however, I get thirsty, and I end up having to break the ice prematurely. And sometimes, the bottle decides that I don't get to drink my tasty drink. The other person in this comic is a dude I hang out with who easily is a head taller than me.
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