New Year, Same Weirdo

I may still do a "Year in Summary" comic or somesuch, can't decide. But other than that, I'm off for a few days for travel/relaxation/etc.

In case you can't read, that octopus arm is promising that there will be "still more inverts in 2011!". True facts.

--m

Dachshunds are Sneaky like That

I'm staying at Kupcake's house tonight, and she has two dachshunds. They only LOOK innocent. Really, they're robots and dragons. No lie.

--m

<-- What the wieners look like in real life

Pay No Attention to the Octopus on my Head

Really late comic. So late that I couldn't spell "confused." Time to sleep!

--m

Attack of the Eyelashes

In case you can't read the text in the bottom right-hand corner, it says, "my head is a really scary place to be, sometimes..."

ANYWAYS, to celebrate 200 (now 201) posts, I'm going to spend the week updating the store with various products. Tonight there are two t-shirts, one which allows you to clearly state what you are really thinking about and the other is for all you emopus/A Softer World: Invertebrate lovers out there.

Tomorrow there will be more updates, possibly including a shirt about tacos. I know, I'm excited too.

--m

On Q-Tips

Please note I am in no way endorsing that you use Q-Tips in your ear. That is against the directions on the Q-Tip box. You could accidentally break through your skull and clean your temporal lobe or something.

Anyways, this is my general process when it comes to Q-Tips. I considered not including stage 5, but felt that it was a universal stage and needed to be here.

--m

P.S. in two more posts I will have posted 200 TIMES to this blog. It may call for something special, stay tuned.

Foggy Crabpocalypse

I have this fear of a giant, genetically-modified, half-robot crab coming out from the forest around where I live whenever it's really foggy out, and especially at night.

One of these days my irrational fears are going to become rational, and on that day, you'll wish you'd listened to me more about the impending crabpocalypse.

--m

(I've included a photo of what exactly this kind of foggy morning looks like around our forest.)

Think Before You Nuke

This is an Octopod Adventures PSA about those lovable nuisances, the super/mega/giant GM animal/monster. Just because it's terrorizing your city/country/planet, doesn't mean that it doesn't have a scientist-creator somewhere who only wants it back home, safe and sound.

Think before you nuke: a message from Friends of the Man-Eating Monsters.

(Also, is there a Godzilla film where you see baby Godzilla? I want to know.)

--m

Fridge of Death, pts 1-3

This one happened last week, but I'm finally over the horror enough that I can talk about it. I haven't labelled any of the contents in our fridge, but a few highlights include:

1. no less than 3 cartons of a dozen eggs each

2. a bungee net that my housemate uses when he bikes to the grocery store

3. the condiment explosion (three mustards, two ketchups, asian sauces, etc)

Moral of the story, for you Aesop's fables fans, is to make sure you and your housemates keep track of the unclaimed/donated food items in the fridge so that you don't assume they're someone else's and let them rot on accident.

--m

Larval Cupcakes, I'm Telling You!

These look like football helmets, mushrooms, and depending on the species, sometimes male appendages. Hence they are always fun to draw.

The fourth here at the Labs went well, I got a prize for my radula costume (woah!) and fireworks yesterday. Hope you're all safe and well and the like.

--m

It's a Good Idea

I would totally do backflips and swoop and dive if I had bat wings. And I would probably fly away.

Until tomorrow, all.

--m

The Nicest Compliment I've Gotten This Year

This would also work if you were a zombie trying to pick up a human, but I'm ignoring that for now.

Whilst comicing is important, and a highlight of each and every day for me, I'm working on a super top secret evil plan with a good friend of mine. Expect more on this soon.

--m

I Dream of Rocketships and Jetpacks

I was rereading old Exploding Dog tonight, so you get some of that madness. I always feel vaguely inadequate after reading this comic, so I'm probably going to have to boost my ego by playing Minesweeper.

Thanks to Maker Faire this weekend, I have the beginnings of my evil robot army. Jetpacks and rocketships are next on my list. Still stalled on the phylum-change serum.

--m

P.S. My trackpad art still leaves a lot to be desired, but I think I'm improving. Tomorrow I'll be home and real art (derisive snort) will resume.

Logical Consequences Strike Again

These are harlequin shrimp (family: Gnathophyllidae, I think these guys are from the Pacific) and they are nomming on a sea star leg at the Shedd.

Vacation is going well, ends on Tuesday (back to comics, yay!).

In the meantime, an ASW tribute for you!  Mouse-over text: logical consequences strike again

--m

Camels and Fergie are BFFs

Whenever I hear this song, I imagine that it is super popular with all the camels.  It's an old TRS, but it's still true.

There have been a few tweaks around the site you might have noticed, including a new FAQ page.  More changes coming soon, keep an eye out.

--m

My Dreams Are Epic (and a Little Terrifying)

It's really hard to get a good night's sleep when you're dreaming about the four cupcakes of the apocalypse, unicorn vampires, anthropomorphic mustaches, etc.

I'm functioning on a sleep deficit right now, so I think that's why I drew a comic about going to bed.

Which I'm about to go do.

--m

(Tomorrow is prolly gonna be a TRS blast-from-the-past update, so you know in advance.)

So There.

I love blowing raspberries and making this noise.  'Nuf said.

Also, I've been getting wordy in posts.  I'll stop that soon, I swear.

Really.

Any time now.

Tomorrow, maybe.

--m

My Little Friend

I love spring for all the insects that come out, especially caterpillars.

This is a scheduled post, so hopefully the reading went well. :)

All right, time for bed!

--m

This was a scheduled post, but I wanted to edit it and say I WON that Literary Death Match Thing I read at tonight.  And I won by WEEZER.  Most epic night ever.  Soon videos will be up on their website, and I'll happily link you to them.  It was awesome.

Yea, Fuzzy Robots are a Deal-Breaker

I love the word "mustachioed".

But a robot who's mustachioed, that takes most of the joy out of the whole word.

In the meantime, tomorrow you should check me out at a reading being held.  It's going to be a Literary Death Match--so come watch me get pulverized.  :)

Time to leave this creepy robot behind!
--m

Just Because You're Paranoid, Doesn't Mean They're Not Out to Date You

Yep. It's true.

Maybe it says something about me that I worry about this sort of thing. It probably does.

I blame this week's current zombie obsession on Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, a novel of epically awesome proportions. I love the original of this book, but the zombie version is so choice. If you have the means, I highly recommend it.

Have a good weekend!
--m

Tardigrades: Best Epic Mount Ever

Phyla Tardigrada: possibly the best, most cuter-est thing to ever survive the vacuum of space.

I love these little dudes so much.  And I've decided that when I do become a fully fledged mad scientist, I'll have to develop a shrink ray that would reduce me to < 0.05mm long.  Just so I can ride a tardigrade around in our watery paradise.

I mainly used this site for my image reference, and there you can read all about the cool things "water bears" do.

--m

P.S. Yes I have seen them in person under a microscope, and yes I did "Squee" like a fangirl meeting David Tennant.

ETA: This comic now has a shirt in the store!  Go buy it!  Keep me in burritos!