Okay, so my Nan keeps a lot of books in the coffee table, my Mom didn’t like where I left the table when I vacuumed two weeks ago and pulled the table while sitting, and she is now so injured she can’t stand up without crying. We went to urgent care the day I was planning to draw Friday’s comic, and while nothing is broken, she didn’t really get an answer or much relief. Meanwhile my Fluffy Son, being 18, needs to see the vet occasionally for fluids and decided that week would be as good a week as any, so I staged an early morning escape and got him treated, now he’s better and the furry family is very happy but you’ll just have to take my word for it because drawing a comic isn’t a thing I can do while I’m doing everyone else’s stuff.
Did I mention my neighbor’s brother moved and couldn’t take his cat with him so the furry family is now a bit bigger? (She’s adorable, and very worried about what she’s gotten into.)
That story will have to wait, as one of the outdoor cats has just climbed a tree and I think he needs help getting down. (He jumped down, he’s okay!)
Also it’s garbage day.
And I have to make dinner. (Sandwiches.)
I was going to vacuum Thursday but I’ll do that tomorrow because my head kinda hurts and one of my feet is bruised and I can’t recall why.
I haven’t turned my computer on in a while, what’s new?
I just completed this comic 6 hours ago with a tuxie mommy standing on the keyboard. She made sure I finished it.
My girls haven’t played together…yet. They still stare ate each other like, well, “Are you the daughter of the trollop who stole my man?” and “Are you the mother of that maniac?” but they don’t fight and that’s a start?
These are things that should’ve already been in comics, but I’ll be honest, my human family kind of takes every last minute of time and last week my Mum pulled a table that was too heavy because my Nan keeps 10,000 pounds of books in it and, well, Mum’s injured. So now I have to do everything. Everything but draw my dumb comic.
I have one more scheduled and there are four more I want to make, but I’ll be honest, I don’t know if it’s going to happen. Other Olympic years, I’d have the strips all done weeks in advance but go back and re-read that last paragraph and apply it to every missing comic. From here on out I’m going to go at these comics like Olympic skateboarders. I don’t understand why I’m doing it, but when I make one I feel pretty good about it.
Who else is hyped for last year’s Olympics? I’ve seen every one of them on TV since 1980 and I rarely get sick of them. I get sick from sleep deprivation, yeah, but I never get sick of seeing people get along and do amazing stuff for two weeks straight.
It’s weird as hell this time, though. No fans, the IOC moving the bar for athletes that deserved to run, it could be cancelled at any minute on account of a plague, the usual.
I’ll be cheering for everyone no matter how much they get to do.
Well, recently, anyway. Last year I left the leaves, and I’m not sure if I should pick them up, this year things are growing and I’m not sure if I can cut them because what it something laid eggs on it? I saw a baby mantis running on a twig the other day and it was adorable but I need to pick up the twigs because it looks really bad and my cats don’t want to lay down on the lawn when they’re getting poked with twigs.
You can watch me finish this comic in a stream from Friday at Twitch or when that times out, see it forever on YouTube.
“My son is very intense and he took my box, when are you going to make comics about this?”
“Mom, I’m a good boy, why won’t my girlfriend love me? MOM?”
…yeah, there’s a comic coming this week, I’ve been working on it all week. I HAVE BACKUPS. It’s just not done and that’s my life now. But look at these cuties. These cuties aren’t in the next comic, BUT THEY HAVE STORIES TO TELL.
I’m going to try to catch up but let’s be honest, you don’t even remember where we left off. Last week was 17 years since I started this comic, and last month was The Fluffy One’s 18th birthday, The Puppy’s 15-year Gotcha Day, Babycat’s 2nd anniversary of living with me, and her son is now 2, and where I left off was trying to explain what happened when he met a girl.
(All my cats are spayed and neutered, even random ones I’ve met outdoors, but how we got to that was…well, you’ll see? There were some funny bits.)
Anyway. I think I’m back? We’ll see. No schedule yet, I’ll get to that, too, weather permitting.
Where were we? Last January one computer went poof as I was working on a comic you all haven’t seen yet, that one is safe on a drive…that wants a password to access? I’ll get to that. The old PC I used to put together my comics followed in July. That drive was fine, but with the computer dead, I wasn’t backing up what I was drawing with the laptop, and I don’t want to get into the three months of comics that got deleted before I could finish and post them.
But there was this other computer just sitting there under my desk, not as new as the first one that failed and not as old as the other wreck. No, this computer’s only flaw was it ran Windows Vista.
So it’s been upgraded to a dual boot of Windows 10 and Linux Lite, and I have Krita back so can draw, and luckily still had a copy of Paint Shop Pro 7 Anniversary Edition, because my install CD cracked. Without that none of the comics would have words. Maybe I don’t need so many words.
Anyway, these guys tell me they upgraded the RAM and if I keep holding up their story they’ll start drawing it themselves.
Hey hey, it’s the first post in two months! That plan to post from my phone didn’t work at all, but I finally have Krita re-installed on my computer, and I am still alive, so maybe it won’t be three months until the next post?
Wow, you think I would’ve had something cool drawn for today, but believe it or not, I’m still going on side quests to get Krita back on a computer. And back up my photos. And clear space on a hardrive. Also my Nan’s PC got corrupted so I reinstalled her OS and while I was at it, I put a spare drive in. Now my photos and comics are backed up there, just in case.
But I took the night off to ring in the new year, and everyone had some crunchies.
So that’s us and where we are now. The comic is coming back because I need the stories to be told.
There are also 1200+ older comics that I have to bring over here. So more adventures await. Cheers!