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Ray's Rolex Monday, June 9, 2003 • read strip Viewing 52 comments:

I love it as I love all of them but right now I cant really elaborate because I just think this is awesome

Me too!

I am so pro-this. I want that watch.

Naturally, Ray gravitates towards manly alcoholic authors.

Indeed. I'd love to read the Raymond Carver one.

Ray finally woke up. He didn't wonder where she was.

do you think it is rad to gravitate towards authors with alcoholism ray

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This strip makes me feel so guilty for not getting it. I am a badly read man.

Ditto to that. Maybe if this comic were less hilarious, I could get other stuff done.

You are a poorly read man.

I look forward to the day when all authors are reduced to word-compiling algorithms to generate blocks of text about whatever you want. I'd have Robert Frost make me a sonnet about "how tasty is the bacon" and Shakespeare make a one-act about the dangers of critical hyperbole.

the only thing I'd wish for for mine is for Palahniuk to write a chapter around my driving lessons

It would turn out your driving instructor with whom you'd imagined a torrid affair was really your 'dead' brother in drag and you had rabies.

<--Mega<3 Palahniuk and his Ted Bundy-looking portrait.

The book would be called 'Drag' and it would be a wordplay on drag racing and flexible sexuality.

NO MORAL

I love the strips that are about writing

Funny, I love the ones that are about coding! I guess that Achewood speaks to everyone in a Typing and/or Drinking profession.

I personally love the ones about food, which it's definitely not lacking.

I love the ones about the depressed cat and the alcoholic cat and the old bear and the childish otter.

I just bought an expensive watch (to me $65 is expensive) and I was proud of myself. If I had this watch, i would think that i was the king of the whole god damned world! I would probably choose Edgar allen poe as my author!

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Oh man, I was just going to say Vonnegut was all that was missing.

What the heck? I mean, nice effort and all, but that's a not very great Kurt Vonnegut impression.

A chubby for effort.

It is a terrible... Vonnegut!

I thought it was suprisingly okay

smuckles

what's this about his maid, anyways?

It would appear that Ray has a maid.

i can't recall any other mention of said maid

this interests me greatly

Check his early blogs.

Then you will understand why the word "conchita" is so hilarious to me.

Far be it from my place to note that to the best of my knowledge, Rolex don't specialise in practical watches so much as pointlessly shiny ones. The awesomeness of Ray's watch is simply amplified by every aspect of its impossibility.


oh Bukowski

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII'll send flooooooooooooooooowers

why is there no way to send creepy myspace style messages to girls you deem "probably really cool" based on what most people might call a sparse amount of evidence? (rhetorical question)

Because then it would be too easy, instead of so fucking difficult. Is so difficult...

Hahahaha, beershits. Rays maid does not have the best lot in life.
Why does Bukowski's entry say that Rays last name is "Chinaski"?

Because...

Because

BECAUSE.

Because of the wonderful things he does!
Ba-da-da-da-dum-da-dum.

Just wondering...
how does the watch know what Ray's day was like?
It must be a living entity.

I would love to see a Salinger one.

They made a small number of them a while back, but they're almost impossible to find these days.

It would just be full of whining, with the word "goddamn" used about fourth word.

Phony bastard.

5 Beefs for a killer Buk take.

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... and how to get fired from a job.

and how much working sucks (duh!).