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Of Head Wounds and Identity. Tuesday, September 8, 2009 • read strip Viewing 870 comments:

I'm divided on whether or not I want Ray to stay like this forever.

Is this different from how he is normally?

Cat got in a car accident and got out of it with tens of millions of dollars for himself and his bear friend, and a prescription for weeks worth of drunkenness for health purposes.

Sounds like classic Ray to me.

It probably doesn't help that at least one of the following is true:

(1) Ray's doctor thinks he is a lawyer

(2) Ray's lawyer likes to dress up as a doctor

"Look, you don't see a guy dressed a particular way and go 'He's a lawyer' unless he's Al Pacino in Devil's Advocate. You just don't. Doctor's get instant street cred. I...I just wanted that for today."

With Ray as his client for so long, Dr. Andretti made the decision to go back to school to obtain his JD and AJ degrees so as to act as Ray's lawyer when the need arises. The decision has paid itself off insurmountably for both.

I believe he is also Ray's real estate agent.

(3) He can chase an ambulance and then sue his own ass

Dr. Ouroboros, Esq.?

You guys have clearly forgotten that Dr. Andretti has Ray's power of attorney .

like Doctor Barber from Flapjack.

[IMGS OFF]

i dont watch that show, but ive caught a few episodes here and there. the animation is freakin great. its fresh and off-kilter(almost ridiculous) and fun.

I, for one, am curious what will happen as a result of Teodor getting his share of that money. On one hand he will no longer need to find last-minute solutions to make money for rent, but on the other he might use it to launch some sort of venture or otherwise cause it to greatly change his lifestyle.

anything could happen because it's a comic strip

I am of the opinion that not even winning big in the out of court lottery is enough to change Teodor's life. He'll either lose the money quickly, or let it sit in the bank for years as he keeps coming up with new ideas and new restaurant plans and new menu quirks while never following through on any of them.

That's vintage Teodor, right there.

He's a ditherer .

but they are gonna have awesome hats .

He will fall prey to a gold-digger and she will make off with his money. She will have what seem to be "trustworthy eyes."

[IMGS OFF]

Hmmm, Teadore, eh?

*swirl, sniff, sip, swoosh*

This has a particularly unappealing body that it tries nonchalantly to hide, and no legs to speak of. The aroma is fraught with inconsistencies; bold and ambition with little to no drive, full of dreams yet unwilling to work for them, like the smell of the high school hallways on a dreary Saturday morning when you're going to take your SATs for the fourth time.

The finish is bitter and premature, technically suicide because seriously what overweight 39 year old man decides to up and run a 5k after a decade of freelance (read: I don't even have to walk from my car) web design in April ? You had to convulse and die in front of those children at the Spring Fun Run instead of in your house with some measure of dignity.

It's destination was like the journey: disappointing and in plain sight of everyone.

Please chubby this man excessively.

I will, but not because YOU told me to!

Teadore- a crappy little mid-life crisis that finishes boldly kicking out your windshield.

BEST asset.

i imagine it has just a hint of cranberry

Better.

I'm left kind of wondering what the hell is on Teodor's head, obscured by speech balloons, curling down from his right ear to just above his left eyebrow. Looks major.

I don't think Teodor is getting paid by OnStar. We'll see.

i think onstar is going to kill you next

The money will go to Ray, as he is the legal owner of the Escalade (because cats can acquire such things), and he will give Teodor a cheque for six hundo thousand dollars.

I briefly thought of that (also as making Ray richer is basically a way of giving out the money, but having it make no impact), but T was also imperiled by their actions, regardless of who the owner is. IANAL, but I would suspect that he could easily sue them as well.

Maybe Ray will not settle out of court. I mean, Teodor seems pretty angry about the OnStar circumstances. Maybe he will convince Ray to take this baby to court so that he could zip around on a Roomba, yelling to people that they can't HANDLE the truth about what happened in the Escalade.

maybe someone will sue GM for making a car that cats can drive

Indeed.
"Hooray, man! Today already rocks!"
Enough said.

"Arguments are extremely vulgar, for everybody in good society holds exactly the same opinions."

Well said in earnest.

Onstad you fiend. hands in Permit to Express Opinions on the Comic.

could you clarify? I actually can't figure out what you're trying to convey here.

Looks like pretty much all of my interpretations of the last strip turned out wrong.

He did that just to spite you.

Yep. Because of the picture I made with his face on it. Just so petty...

ONSTADT WILL MAKE YOU AND HE WILL MOTHERFUCKING BREAK YOU

[y'all nigs betta recognize ]

I know this is an overused plaudit, but wonderful comment/picture synergy there.

It's only overused if it's wrong

And it's not wrong here, is what I meant to imply.

I, too, have been suckerpunched.

This was something I should have expected.

asset/avatar/username synergy is 100%

for this, a chuppy

Hey, look at that!

I wish instead of it all just being over Beef had gone back to the wheel and Teodor and Ray, having been burnt to death in the car, tumbled down after him, and together they went on a surreal trip through the afterlife...again. That would have been nice.

The flaw in that storyline would have been that there is no sight in Heaven or on Earth more compelling, enticing, or heartbreaking than that of the woman you love asleep in the dark, with her back turned to you. No one would have credited it, you see.

this is my favorite thing that i have read on assetbar today.

I seem to be in the minority that finds absolutely nothing enticing about a woman asleep with her back to you. I just worry that I'm going to wake her up and get bitched at.

Seeing her asleep generally either makes her look really creepy or really slovenly.

Response to part A: wow, you've been dating the wrong women.

Response to part B: but that's obviously because you're a DICK.

A: She gets incredibly cranky when tired. Also, I would feel kinda bad about it. It's not that I would actually get bitched at, but the fear that this might be a possible and somewhat reasonable thing that could happen.

B: There are two ways to be asleep. You either look really still and calm and creep me the fuck out or you're all splayed out and look pretty terrible no matter who you are.

A: Oh, that's okay then! I get cranky too if I'm woken up when I'm tired.

B: Understood and agreed.

huuugs Yeah, I'll stop that soon.

I'm with you, Bel-baby. That sight is enticing only to those who A) Are not in a relationship, or B) Have been in a relationship for only a very short while. Sleep next to the same person every night for a few years and, love them as you may, the poetic reveries tend to dry up a bit. This is not depressing. It is not the byproduct of a jaded mind or a hardened heart. It just is.

Perhaps it is just you, sir. Perhaps you have the soul of a Soviet prole.

How high in the air was your nose as you posted that? How narrow your eyes? How tight your smile?

Tell me, friend, how long has your current relationship being going on? If your answer to this question is "More than three years," then we are simply different sorts of men who can agree to disagree and go our separate ways. If your answer is "Less than three years," then you are a blindly romantic idealist, which is terribly sweet. Not terribly realistic, but terribly sweet.

You are a beast, and have no soul. (15 years).

NO, YOU!

(And I'm really a sweetheart. I've just decided that this is a better place to vent petty concerns than out on the streets amongst actual people.)

Someone's gonna call you gay or queer, because if you don't immediately heed the siren song of the opposite sex, YOU'RE A HOMO.

At least, according to the Internet.

And Erik Estrada.

It is understandable coming from belgand as he long established, whether it was intentional or not, that his lady is a terrible woman. (Also he is not concerned with being much of a man.)

... and he has the depressions.

at least he's not the guy who sucks

Belgand's so hipster, his girl comes from the Salvation Army?...

(It's okay! My girl comes from Canada!)

Not funny, notcool, not a good comment. My grandpa died in Canada!

Was it the polar bears or the hairy womenfolk that did 'im in?

WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?!!

Despite being a single sentence, that is one of the more poetic things I have read in some time. My hat is off to you, sir.

I, however, was almost entirely correct. Suck it my compatriots!

SCREW YOU, CORRECT PEOPLE

IS IT SO WRONG TO BE WRONG

Nah, just give us our brief moment of joy before we have to go back to the crushing pain of our actual lives.

Teodor knows how to play this, even after a personal trauma, the bear knows how to play this.

"Pass the dutchie, old man!"

Is it wrong that I feel worse for Philippe than Ray?

Yes, because there is no satisfactory answer for why a bird can die. He'll never get closure on this one.

oh, I meant no. Nothing wrong with that.

A bird can die so that housecats may drag their still-warm but eviscerated carcasses into the house and leave them in your bedroom slippers. It is as Nature intended it to be.

Phillipe needs nice philosophical answers set to whichever raga is reserved for nice philosophical things. Of course, all these nice philosophical answers pretty much amount to nothing more than "because the whole thing's a damn shitshow," but still...oddly comforting.

Is it the saddest thing?

You are chubbied for leaving a comment that I agree with and also for having an awesome avatar. Mad respek for Jim O'Rourke.

Damn. Only Achewood can hit the reset button this hard and this obviously and somehow still have it be awesome.

...and then Molly woke up and it was all a dream.

I like that Beef apologizes to Molly for choosing her, like she'd be disappointed that he loves her. That sentiment- simultaneously sad, ironic, and inimitably funny -is classic Achewood.

But the dyin' man he abandons is himself. Surely that's allowed under Roberts Rules of Order (Posthumous Edition)?

In case you missed the previous strip, he abandoned ray in an Escalade on fire.

But he was okay anyway, proving that karma got hacked by beef.

I'm still not certain how Beef could have known about Teodor and Ray. Unless Cartilage Head somehow engineered their near-fatal accident and then somehow conveyed news of the tragedy to his dying client...

That part still confuses me. I mean, I thought the panel of that in the last strip was a flash for the reader, not something that Beef knew anything about. I see no way that he could have known.

Also, who was in the theater? Onstad spends a couple of panels leading up to the hastening, titles a strip after the man in seat Z-1, but then none of that directly leads to anything. Yeah, yeah, mood, but Beef solves the problem on his own and that's the end of it basically.

Maybe the story isn't done and the man in seat Z-1 is the dying man? This really seems like the end of the arch to me, but I guess it's conceivable that it's not and that the shadowy figure could come back into play for a more satisfactory (and comprehensive) conclusion.

I'm pretty certain that the person(s) who identified the man in seat Z-1 as Beef himself (his inner self, as recognized/displayed by the Mexican realist camera) was right on. Beef was judging himself, a spectator in the theater observing his own reaction to death coming for him. He deserted his own death; he himself was the dying man he deserted. Simple and neat.

Yes. I agree on this, because this is also what I thought of!

I thought the person in Z-1 was Older Beef too, though after going back and re-reading, I couldn't help but notice that in the first CH story, Ray was sitting in seat Z-1.

This might or might not be a thing.

Dude did you ever see this movie called Primer ? It's the shit...

The Mexican magical realism camera shows you how you FEEL about yourself. It is not "Older Beef".

The bottom of the strip does not say "fin".

Damn straight it doesn't.

A comment left by rowboat was marked lame too many times and excluded. (marked lame by Stonecrab, greatjob, Omegatron)

Stonecrab!? Who the fuck is Stonecrab?

(Just kidding. I know who you are now. How's it hangin'?)

Hey (who the fuck is-)Rowboat -- how's your wicked sack hangin'??

It's not hangin' at all since you developed the habit stomping on it.

(of)

Dude! I am straight up sorry for that. I am all about the peace and love! Love to you and your wicked sack, may it hang straightly and unstomped for years to come! I don't mean that exactly the way it sounds, but I might be sort of stonedcrab.

How could Cartilage Head know where Molly was sleeping? Does he have a Wheel of Karma in his closet? There are a lot of questions that don't have scientific answers.

Molly put the Wheel of Karma in the closet because of the oil stains it was leaving on the carpet.

The exit door led back to his own life, which happens to be in his house with Molly.

In the end, the cat is a good husband.

i wish all married people were that true to thier vows/covenants/commitments. we would have a lot less 'circumstances'...

We would have a lot more Dignities.

No. Notice that cough. Beef has brought back swine flu from the Other Side. It is H1N1 Turbo, the most virulent strain.

Thus begins the hamdemic.

The beginning of the Aporkalypse.

The rise of the baconators

Apocalypse Porcine.

Hey, you guys? I don't feel so good... *cough* *snuf*

But Hamscout, you're MADE of pig! You should be at least like immune or something . . .

Dammit, I meant to write:

Apocalypse Sow.

ham thrax

Beef was just taking a shower after all!

Damn. It. All. My chubbying finger is too rampant. Sorry dogg, that one was meant for "gyrate."

Was that message for me? I... forgive you.

This is a pretty facile and silly thing to have said. In my defense it's like six in the damn morning.

The same goes for all my comments from the last month. Year.

Lifetime.

The number of chubbies that gets indicates how hated I am.

Ethanol soluble brain plaque? I 'ardly knew 'er.

Attention assetbar user WAZZA.

I am eating rice and chicken chutney which consists of grape jelly.

I have a suggestion... next time your browser starts loading a page full of crap, don't wait for it to display "ignore user." instead just right click on one of the images it loaded and choose the option to block images from that site.

Also, how in the hell is it that with 6 guys living in a flat, you can't come up with enough cash for an unlimited internet connection?

In the antipodes THERE IS NO SUCH THING! Doesn't exist nada, nothing, never ever ever ever. The only unlimited plans are basically so slow that you are limited my connection speed, or tapered plans that cut you back to dial-up when you go aver you limit.

we have an unlimited plan, but we have to pay through the nose for every gig over 40. This is the best plan we can get.

That is not unlimited, that is a 40gb plan with them gouging you if you go over. I feel your pain, as it is a very similar situation in Oz. Is why I mostly access the net at work.

That is pretty crazy

this site lists ISPs in NZ www.internetchoice.co.nz It is even a topic on wikipedia https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internet_in_New_Zealand

Looking at these plans you probably have the one that charges $1 per extra GB, which isn't too bad when compared to the plan that charges $20 per extra GB.

Here in the US the only plans that approach these kind of limits are mobile data plans that operate over the cell phone network.

Still, it's nice at least that in your country they are up front about the limits. Here in the US the internet companies don't tell you what the limits are, but if you hit the limit, the cancel your account, sometimes without notice, or if they do give you notice to cut back on your usage, they still refuse to tell you what the limits are...

Somehow consumer rights got lost in the translation of "land of the free..."

I hope you don't have any flatmates who are complete idiots. There is always one of those it seems, who won't empty out the trash when it's full, who leaves dirty dishes lying around, who leaves an active web page with streaming advertising content open when he's not even using the computer...

what you need is a router that can record the bandwidth usage of each ethernet port, then you could know who is using how much bandwidth... hook up a unique wireless access point to each port for each flatmate who wants wireless... and if it could throttle the bandwidth of each port that would be nice too... you could throttle down the bandwidth of the offending flatmate before he uses all the bandwidth. I don't know what's out there in the way of turn key router solutions like that.. I haven't messed with 'em ever.

see, that sounds like a router costing maybe more than I'm losing in the first place...

It also sounds like you'd be acting like the "bad" ISP in limiting your housemates' bandwidth.

It also sounds like SHUT UP SHUT UP ALL OF YOU.

Maybe just to me?

It's not automatically "bad" to limit bandwidth. Bandwidth costs money. It takes resources to maintain bandwidth. If we give everyone unlimited bandwidth at a flat fixed rate, then everyone will waste bandwidth and a few people will waste a disproportionate amount of bandwidth. Somehow or other this bandwidth has to be paid for by society. Building bandwidth just so that it can be wasted is similar to community churches building huge church buildings that sit mostly empty much of the time while meanwhile we have homeless people... I mean... couldn't the church paritioners just telecommute for Gods sakes? Via web cam? Oh wait that would waste bandwidth... Well to put it another way, it would be like North Korea building a huge multi-lane highway (which they did do) while they don't actually have very many cars, to put it mildly... You don't want North Korea style communism, do you? Because it sure sounds like you do...

Obviously one could say that it is incumbent upon the ISP, as a constructive contributing member of society, to try to use a bandwidth sharing system which makes for the most efficient use of bandwidth and the most fair sharing of bandwidth cost by society. If you have any better ideas for how wazza should do this, let's hear them...

Yes. Let's hear them. Please.

You heard the man i_l_k.

SHUT UP! Shut up, both of you! God, I've never wanted to start an internet company less in my life!

https://www.wired.com/techbiz/it/magazine/17-07/mf_freer

How about you just TRY HARDER.

since this ark was directed at me, I think this is probably the best place...

preserved evidence in Firefox tells me that I first bookmarked Achewood about a year ago, specifically, the September 10th 2008 strip. It has been a year since I started reading Achewood, and that year was better than all the years previous. Thank you for your attention.

apparently I spell "arc" as "ark" at 4am...

I would assume that "cash unavailability" is a bullet point under the heading "situation of 6 dudes in one place."

Neat! Rad! Awesome!

Hang on... has Ray accidentally achieved enlightenment??

'8', please advise.

Ray's brain was cleaved in twain and he became Brick Tamland. Fantastic!

Can Teodor smell the menstr'ation then?

'The way that can be spoken of is not the way'

So the Onstar does charades?

I like how roast beef has died so many times now that "Man, what a day that was" type replaying in his mind doesn't really happen anymore... Don't think it really did in the first place.

Also notice that Roast Beef's thoughts echo the note that Ray received from CH after his encounter. Damn you cartilage head... damn you.

In onstad's world, death's grip on these cats is as firm as Bill O'Reilly's Grip on reality.

Confirmation : https://achewood.com/index.php?date=09222005

What I want to know is what's happened to the dead Roast Beef from the theatre - is he buried somewhere? Can he have his former self stuffed and mounted and placed in the corner of the living room as a unique conversation piece?

I don't think it really works that way.

Then how does it work, old bean?

HOW - DOES - IT - WORK?

WHY FIND OUT?

sheesh. magicians never show their tricks, so on and so forth.

Why would there be two different versions? I just thought that Beef was taken from the theatre and put into the machine after the show.

we have no guarantees that that was pure vinegar

Exactly. But, if that is the case, then why was Beef chosen? Is the lash real? Did CH nullify the lash's effects even as he drugged Beef and tested him? If the lash was not real then why was Beef selected to be the focus of this elaborate ruse?

OK, here's a scenario: what was added to the vinegar-and-paper solution was the bark of the tree which cancels the Lash.

Beef is then presented with a choice between cancelling the Lash and accepting its consequences. Luckily for us, and Molly, he chose to cancel the lash, deserting the "dying man" who had been Hastened.

What really adds depth is looking back at the original CH storyline. For instance, it is Beef who had the ticket for the show, but gave it to Ray.

What? Ehthanol? Who? Cartelidge head? When? Birds Can Die? Why?

I do not understand things. I still enjoy them.

What made you think you're meant to understand?

speaking of nice philosophical answers...

WHY FIND OUT?

Meanwhile, Todd vomits: A tennis ball travels seven inches. It is a new record.

Is Todd dead at the moment, I've lost track.


Yeah, he f-f-f-f-forgot to hibernate.

Crap!

CRAP!

The last time we saw Todd die was when his head exploded on his talk show. But he's been in some strips after that (like at Beef's wedding, wearing a snazzy Pope hat).

Polly wonders if she is to bear a child: Cornelius wonders of he is to bear another minute alone with Lyle.

Lyle receives a phone call from Todd and heads to the kitchen, that he might become agitated by drink.

Pat has issues, in public.

Liebot tells an untruth.

Arthur performs and act of love on Mr. Gary.

performing an act of love on Mr. Gary's Pole is beautiful.

It is the most beautiful thing a man can do in a public restroom.

You clearly do not spend nearly enough time in public restrooms. I have been in places that feature not so much glory holes, as glory parlors.

I Am Not Going, to San Francisco

I can get you some flowers for your hair, if that's what's holding you back

Cornelius.... 'bear another minute'... GET IT?!?! YUK YUK?!?!?!?!!!!

Does Teodor have Herbert Lom Syndrome in Panels 9 & 10?

Low eight figures is still many, many moneys. He is a rich cat with a calm and happy disposition and booze on prescription. And yet I feel no envy or resentment. Ray deserves it. Who knows how but he does.

Personally, I am excited that Teodor gets to be wealthy and no longer has to have garage sales for rent money and can buy all the eighths of oregano he needs.

that ain't oregano

Not your momma's oregano.

No liebot I will not heat up marijuana and breathe it! That is illegal!

Umm, Phillipe? That isn't oregano. That's king's oregano .

PFFT!


(OH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE)

Is this technically fan-fiction?

Personally I thought it was kind of dick of Ray not to toss some money Teodor's way. Who the hell spends $20,100,000 on Airwolf while his friend can't make rent?

The presence of pride could be an issue. Perhaps Teodor expressed it; perhaps Ray assumed it.

He lets Beef live in the pool house. He is clearly aware of his friends having needs, but perhaps it just never occurred to him that Teodor might need a little help every now and then.

Ray is also a man very much in need of amusement. Give him the need for money in the form of a plan for a shaky business venture and you'll have the money if he either finds it interesting or thinks it might actually go somewhere, but just cash handouts? Not really the dude's style. There's a big difference between always picking up the check and paying your rent.

If you have ever had a wealthy friend (even if it just means you're in college and the dude's parents gave him a credit card for expenses) then you will easily recognize how Ray is perfectly characterized in this respect.

my experience has been that giving away money or material items or potentially useful information (e.g. advice) almost never helps anyone. Often when people are in need of money, it's because of some fundamental direction in which their overall life is headed as a cumulative result of all of the ways in which that person interacts with the world. Give someone money and they may well need money again tomorrow. Give someone more money than the average person spends in 100 lifetimes and that person may well spend it none the less in a fraction of a lifetime. Even assuming that the lucky recipient of money stays away from excessive drugs, sex, and rock 'n roll, he or she may well have a tough time adjusting to such a radically different environment, and may ultimately have some kinda serious psychological issues as a result.

As far as I can tell, Teodor pays rent to Onstad anyway (or, living in the Onstad house, helps with the rent).

In either case, Onstad makes money from Teodor by portraying his antics in a monetised web-comic, so charging rent seems a bit rough in the first place.

Also, it's been suggested that Teodor, being a stuffed animal, is more or less a chattel of Onstad's. Since he can be forced to work at 5am wearing clothes made out of garbage, mayhap Chris is going to claim the lion's share of Teodor's out-of-court settlement. The bastard.

Then again, since the Onstad family moved, perhaps they've left the Achewood house to the animals.

So many questions.

Hmm. I wonder if CH already has a card for this outcome or if he has to take an extra trip to the engraver. I assume he would hand out something like: "I still own you, bitch." But all flowery and whatnot.

And by flowery I mean Victorian: "Your person remains among my possessions in perpetuity, you cur."

Too much of a threat, florid language or no. Though CH wave the baton, the orchestra playin' for you .

Climbing back into bed with a sleeping women evokes feelings of both guilt and satiation.

Or violation of the restraining order.

That depends on whether you paid up front.

Oh all of the sakes this was a good episode of Ached Woods.

OK. Can someone straighten me out. Did Beef just choose death?

His choices were--I think--stay behind to rig the karma machine for Teodore & Ray, or leave & enter the world of the living.

Rig the Karma machine for T and Ray? What?!? Where you getting that from?

Yeah, going through the reincarnation process was established as a side-effect of the Lash of Thanatos. Tacodor and Ray would have entered into the standard afterlife as they have in the past.

ahhh. Good point.

He chose life, he rejected oblivion because of thoughts of Molly and his loved ones.

I think he already was dead (from the performance in the theater). He only escaped the ride through the Karmic fun factory.

Also, his admission about deserting a dying man is ambiguous. He could be talking about himself, or he could be talking about Ray and T. When he exited his Final Exit, he deserted his de-cat-inated carcass, as well as his friends in the cremation-'Sclade.

It is my firm belief that Beef did not abandon Ray and T. For one, I do not think that Beef even knew of their predicament. Second, Beef would not abandon them, had he a chance to save them. He may not stand up for himself but he most certainly stands up for his friends.

I will grant, however, that to say that one would abandon a dying man, when said man is oneself, is a rather peculiar way of putting things. Regardless, I have resigned to reading the line this way for the reasons stated above.

I think he just said it that way because he knew he got played by CH, and Ray had that thing lying around after his run-in with the same dude.

Agreed. Yet, I would have to concur with speccer below in that Beef wasn't aware of T and Ray and that deserting a dying man, was deserting himself... dying. Good. All clear on that then. Nice.

Roast Beef- It's what's for deserting.


We live in a country where even the wealthiest anthropomorphic cats are receiving healthcare so inadequate that massive head wounds are covered with nothing more than lumpy, ragged shower caps.

For shame, America. For shame.

It's cool, man. It'll probably just scab over.

Always trust the Feynman diagram.

Pronounced Fine-man! Not Fenny-man as I once thought. It's good to know the truth.

Maybe Andretti has a weak stomach, and can't stand to see Ray's cloven head.

Or maybe he's just... DOUBLE JEWISH.

Why does this have two chubbies.

It doesn't even mean anything.

As one of said chubbiers, I just thought it was clever to link the cloven head with the avoidence of cloven-footed animals on the kosher meal plan.

garnish with clovers

I fuckin' don't understand what just happened.

Beef escaped the queue of Samsara and returned to his regular ol' life. We may never know the identity of the figure in seat Z-1, or the fate of Chuck Williams.

Believe me, it's not over.

Listen to me: I have no idea whether it is over.

I sure hope it's not over. I'm not disappointed but I know more can be done here. I wanted to see the sapphic erotica contest tied up somehow. SOMEhow.

I am scared, nice-on-water. I suppose the flaming Escalade was a mere concurrence to Beef's opening the Exit door of karma to be with Molly in perpetuity? What does this mean for how Onstad perceives our own perception of linear events?

Aw hell. Just like a Ford Taurus, this only works when I combine Quantum Physics and Buddhism.

Why did you direct this sarcasm at me, though, is what I'd like to know.

None of it was sarcasm. I am sorry for the confusion. I encountered genuine cognitive dissonance at my mal-interpretation of the preceding strip.

Well then chalk it up to me not knowing what the fuck is going on anymore on these boards, I guess.

I just assumed they left Chuck Williams to be engulfed in the flames of lesbian rage.

...All screamin "No I'm the founder of Williams-Sonoma how can this be?" and then the white light completely covers him and all his cells are destroyed so he cannot regenerate.

I'd like to see Christopher Onstad's visual interpretation of that shit.

Chuck fell in- to a burnin' far
Oh, the flames got har.

[IMGS OFF]

Him and Liebot should get together.

...and Vlad and Harry Mudd

I just got your avatar. It is Good.

You know, there are countless Alices, Annabelles, Trudys, Barbaras, and Maisies, but there's only one Norman...
<sigh>

Beef has finally gotten the release he needed, as detailed in this book:
[IMGS OFF]

Isn't there a whole genre of porn about this?

Do you think that it is rad for your brain plaque to have alcoholism, Ray?

phrase 'how come a bird can die' reminds of teh happy prince where in teh bird dies on teh statue an den gets melded down wit teh statues heart hab u guys read dat thing? i remember likin' it elot

Oscar Wilde wrote it for his childeren.

Bittersweet stuff.

Childeren? what the fuck, I sound like the bloody child catcher or something?

*ahem CHILDREN

hello childeren...would you like a sweetie?

Was there not also a story where a bird impales herself upon the thorn of a white rose that the prince might have a red rose to give to his lady?

Children's stories, to be read by firelight to soothe them to sleep, are strewn with death and misery and grandmothers being eaten by wolves. The bloodlust of the innocent is a beautiful thing.

the brothers grimm were aconsiderably aware of this...

No stories coming out of Germany anytime after the thirty years' war can be happy at all.

[IMGS OFF]

See also: Bertolt Brecht's Mother courage.

I like the fortifications. Seems to me like they should press the left flank a bit harder (the one that does not have the bastions) while continuing entrenching and undermining on the right flank. The trenches they have are a good starting point, but they'll still get hammered there unless they can either bring up some heavier guns (unlikely; the ground is probably soft) or get some sappers under that bastion.

On a completely unrelated topic, I'm glad I live in the 21st century.

Chubbied for a working knowledge of Early Modern siege warfare.

Chubbied for finding a fellow tactics enthusiast :)

My fiancee says that I'm at least a level 3 paladin, so I might as well play the part.

I do not recognize the bastid that is 4.0

Upgrade to Fortified Wall.
Not Enough Stone.

If only there were a way for us to get our wargame on.

At the pub last night a canadian man insisted on loudly discussing the rates of fire of different muskets to no-one in particular.

Safe to say the other pubgoers and myself weren't that impressed,impressive knowledge, but neither the time nor the place.

muskets don't have a rate of fire, per se

it's just how fast you can pour and shove and so on. Depends entirely on the user.

You should meet this canadian fella.

AND THEN STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY LOCAL.

dependin on teh musket mouth an diff horns im sure u could shave seconds by merely havin' a well-bored muskat tip an a ergenomically shaped horn alone

you mean your horn isn't ergonomically shaped?

In this installment glad lays down the knowledge about gettin' your bore on. Dude is complex as hell.

AS THE MUD AND EARTH AWAY SLIDE
AND THE WALLS BEGIN TU TUMBLE
THOSE INSIDE WILL SUICIDE
AND BE BURIED AMONGST THE RUBBLE

THE ENEMIES CIRCLE WITH EAGER SABRES
AS THOSE WITHIN BLEED WHITE
THEIR COURAGE NEVER WAVERS
THEY PRESS ON INTO THE NIGHT

DAY AGAIN ARISES
THE BRAVE WITHIN HAVE FOR ONE DAY MORE
CHEATED THEIR FOES OF THEY PRIZES
AND WITH BLOODIED AND WEARY HAND
THEY PILE THE DEAD BEHIND THE DOOR
FOR THEIR DESPERATE LAST STAND

THE DOORS BREAK IN MOMENTS
THEIR ACTIONS NEVER WRITTEN
IN SONGS OR COURAGIOUS SONNETS
THE DEFENDERS ALL ARE SLAIN
THEIR COURAGE, UNKNOWN
THEIR SACRIFICE, IN VAIN
THE INJURIES THEY BORNE
IN TIME THEY SHALL HEAL
BUT THE END OF VALOR AND ZEAL
THIS ALONE THE PEOPLE MOURNE



YES!
YES!
It all makes sense now!

I will be proud for you to ride at my side, young warrior-poet. Ask, and if it is within my power, I shall grant it.

You're a brave man to make that offer to the g!

I know him; I trust him.

I did not know what he was trying to say before, but now, on this off-topic discussion, I do finally see it. I have been a fool in the past, but now, at this late hour, I see what he is trying to splatter across the walls with graffiti and tears.

I am not afraid.

I look forward to reading the history of your travels; Cervantes, if not Mallory.

I too wish to join you on this noble quest. Young glad had remained an enigma to me for too long, but now his true soul is laid bare and I understand all.

My knowledge of the arcane is his to command if he judge me worthy.

I might be persuaded to copy his drink.

Oh yes. Delightful memory. It's The Nightingale and the Rose

I feel the need to quote Mark Corrigan " Don't listen to them, You are NOT a pedo"

I think that's in wilde's collection as well, it's got some lovely stuff in it, I also have a soft spot for any work an author writes for their kids ,The Hobbit and Roverandom have always endeared me to Tolkien, despite his curmudgeonlyness and fondness for shoehorning awfull folksongs into his books wherever he can.

...and Hughes? How about Ted Hughes? Do you have a soft spot for him? (I do.)

Proclaim on "The Iron Man".

It was a great story.
The whole collection was quite good, however, the ending of the Giant was a bit disappointing...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Happy_Prince_and_Other_Tales

Oddly enough, I just started reading Oscar Wilde's complete collection yesterday. (I bought the film of his life starring Stephen Fry and thought I'd like to have a bit of background.)

Stephen Fry . . . of course you would . . .

Is it the one with the Aubrey Beardsley illustrations?

This, young one, is a book without pictures.

And in an effort not to be patronising, no, it's the Collins Complete Works with a foreword by his son Vyvyan Holland.

Too bad, the illustrations are wonderful -- I guess they're only for Salome. I have the one from Chancellor Press (which is only the stories, plays, and poems, but has the illustrations) and the one edited by Richard Aldington (complete works, but w/out illustrations). And the biography by Richard Ellman.

Hold it -- you're only 19. That's not old enough to be patronizing.

Then I shall allow myself a shot:

Don't you have some geometry homework to do, young miss?

Pre-calc, bitch.

Tell that to my infant cousins. Except don't really, 'cause if they find out they'll beat me up.

Don't be hatin' on the young. If your lucky you'll wish someday you were 15 again.

no one would ever wish they were 15 again.

Now, 17...

Just wait until you're 71

I'm just saying that 15 is a little too close to puberty etc. That couple of extra years makes all the difference.

I would say these are the best years of my life were it not for the fact that I'm sort of having a rough time adjusting to adulthood. It's just like sixteen all over again!

22 is basically the best age. I'm only 6 years out and I'm already missing it and wanting to go back.

The best thing to do is live your life as a series of constant regrets for the past that you can never return to such that you continue failing to appreciate it at the time.

jus grow teh fuck old quit pinin for impossible shit an jus deal wit it

that's easy for you to say, youngster!

Okay, then I'll say it.
Quote:
jus grow teh fuck old quit pinin for impossible shit an jus deal wit it

some days I wish my girl friend was 15 again...

Glad, you are awesome. I seriously mean that.

adulthood is a myth that most childish adults buy into and propagate. Although it rarely is, true wisdom can be had by children and adults alike.

I got a cavity from reading that sentence, 8. I have to go to a dentist because of what you wrote.

Well 8, let's see what you say in 20 years.

if you two wise guys have any better theories let's here 'em!

err.. hear

Beyond theory, I know have experience, and I can tell you that what passes for wisdom when you're young doesn't stand the test of time. I think the implications of what we believe can't be seen clearly. There are unforeseen twists, surprising betrayals, failures of will, broken promises, and our own self-image problems that fuck everything up. So your reboot, retool, retrench, and speaking of trenches, get out of ruts you carve dragging your ignorance around. On the plus side, life is can also be full of revelations and insights. Life is for learning, and true wisdom usually comes late.

I would lame him but I used mine up.

I made that comment in relation to his avatar in an apparently ill-formed attempt at wittiness.

I do not mean to be patronizing; on the contrary, I try to keep my distance to not come across as overbearing.

huuuuuuugs . . .

Italics, ellipses, and lack of capitalization. That's the trifecta of creepy punctuation/ typeface.

The borders of the creepy triangle have been defined...

daidai would disagree.

daidai can suck my cock.

oh shit what's going to happen now

So the surgery went ok then?

God damn assetbar should give us more chubbies if it's days between comics. The nerve.

See for yourself!

her THUNDERcock

if i cut you will you bleed red or black

Probably red.

Judging from the smell of your soul my guess would be black, but we'll have to see.

excellent comment/avatar synergy

So that's what I'll be doing with my Friday evening. What about you all?

try a UV light and see if your blood glows in the black of night. I've always wanted blood like that.

i cannot be too specific, but it involves Lederhosen, fifteen lemurs, a bottle of Scotch, two Upper Deck baseball cards and a fistful of fabric.

I'll be writing poetry about landscapes

What I do every Friday night: ordering in Indian (I always get the butter chicken) and watching Babylon 5 in the company of my girlfriend and a good friend.

Oh wait, was I supposed to make up something that doesn't make me sound like a loser?

only a loser if you watch bab5 by yourself.

I'm recording a couple of short voice-over scripts for an airline pilot training module (VO is my hobby business), then doing my usual Friday night thing: watching The Soup, rubbing my dogs' bellies, catching up on the week's mail that stacked up, reading a book, surfing the intertubes (specially Assetbar to see if I got any new chubbies), thinking of new excuses to not call my mom, and having odd half-conversations with my husband who will likely be playing Champions online.

Mawwiage! It appears that instead of being horridly murdered I will be engaging in catching up on school on a MASSIVE SCALE

What do you study? I get the sense it's medically-oriented?

Medicine :P

call ur mom she is prob curious abot u an she is actually a nice woman. b nice 2 ur moms seriously guys

You are absolutely correct. I do talk to her once or twice a week, and she is very much nicer than she used to be. Ah heck, I'll give her a jingle. Thanks, Glad.

Incidentally, I still wish you'd give me your Twitter name!

I had a great chat with her...she was really happy to hear from me. Thanks again!

ur moms sonds lik she luvs u shuld luv her back 10x

Oh, I do.

word

I think you misread our comments :D. We were referring to the 19 year old guy saying, "young one"

hahahahaha

Relatively young one?

so... did roast beef bail on ray and teodor/somehow know about their predicament remotely? and did anyone else think from the last strip that beef saw molly in bed through the exit door, remembered r and t, and then left molly because he knew he had to take care of his friends (somehow)?

I also believed this to be the case. The background in Molly and Beef's room is black, while the outside world is grey... Beef appeared to be shutting the door on black, and remanining in grey. However, I suppose it is all night time and shady and ambiguous.

I believe that was just a cutaway to the burning vehicle in order to leave the readers wondering whether Beef went to Molly or his death, and also to remind them that Ray and Teodor were still in mortal danger.

But hey, none of that matters now. Everything turned out a-ok! Let's all go for a milkshake.

Rad!

Fun!

Hi!

Good! Bad? Ice Cream! Milkshake?

oh hell and damn yes. i am going out for one of those right now.

roomie, you can walk home.

i got some amp:overdrives instead.
and a 64oz. fountain drink for said roomie.

rad. meh.

and when i say '64oz. fountain drink' i really mean 'bucket o' cola'

Best milkshake I ever had was a fresh cranberry-raspberry concoction at Mickey's Diner in St. Paul. Oh lord I now need creamy fruity satisfaction.

Five. Dollar. Milkshake.

Negative chubbies for referencing the wrong director. This is a Coen brothers town, friend. Don't you be starting no trouble, now.

hey, man, i just talkin' milkshakes. i ain't care who made 'em.

My milkshake brings all the directors to the yard

Damn right, It's more stanislavski-an than yours.

A local burger establishment charges a bit more than $5 (I think it might be $5.50 or 5.75 or so) for their shakes. This immediately struck me as a deep sense of something wrong with the world.

Plus, while they're good shakes that's still pretty goddamn overpriced in my mind.

That's five dollars? You don't put bourbon in it or nothin'?

Here, that would be a normal price for a shake, but the NZ dollar is a little weak compared to the US dollar.

Oh, and I totally just put bourbon in my milkshake, before even coming on Assetbar.

And then she said: Oh lord I now need creamy fruity satisfaction.

Yeah, and I still do. DAMN.

Yes!

I don't want a milkshake. I want a better wrap up. I loved the arc, but not how it ended.

Who says it is over?!

D:

hey now, hey now.

New in the Fanflow: Closure!

My boyfriend's back!

no way no way
think you need a new one.

wait..

I just successfully removed that horrible song from my head. Do not make me play Burnout Paradise again.

i CRASHBREAKER dare you Shunt! to play that Traffic Check again.

What you need to do is turn off all of the music except the classical pieces.

it is a shame the author did not get your input before doing his art. maybe it would have been better .

Finally someone understands me.

Why not have both?

[IMGS OFF]

I should be fired.

Crapadilly, I've finally reached my chubby limit, just in time to not be able to honor this! :<

I gave her/him one for you.

Good arc, but I hope there's a bit more to it, honestly.

molly is going to turn over and cough blood all over beef's chest, her face now emeril's. beef is not ok.

you can just shut your fucking mouth.

Sign me right up for the "no idea what just happened" squad. Did Beef have any part in Ray and Teodor making it? No, right? Was he even aware that they were in trouble? How did he get back to his bed from the Karma machine? Did the door lead to his bedroom after all? Who is the dying man? Himself?

That would be my eight questions as well.

I'm starting to struggle to care

struggle harder!

uhnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. Nope.

be careful how hard you struggle. you could pop a blood vessel in your eye. or you could pop an o-ring. or you might shart by accident.

Is there ever a shart that is not an accident, Master?

Contemplate this koan in the hope that it might help yield the spark of enlightenment.

[[shrug]] i hate to even imagine....

childhood musta sucked for you, man.

No.
Yes, you are right.
No.
Karma's emergency exit door apparently returns you to your life already in progress.
Yes.
The dying man is Roast Beef.
Yes, he abandoned himself.

That's the thing... it seems like he did the opposite of abandoning himself. It seems like he just used the classic Cartilage Head wrap-up line even though it doesn't fit what actually happened at all...

I think from the perspective of a depressive mind, letting himself die was the better course of action, but he wasn't brave enough to go through with it. By living he thinks he's ruining Molly's life, thus the apology.

OK, apology, sure. But "Deserted a dying man" doesn't make any sense here...

Unless Chuck is coughing up blood over at the hall and CH is on his way back for someone older, weaker and without all of that Lash of Thanatos hassle

He's deserting his death--that is, he's embracing his life. I think.

It's not like Beef even cares. He gets in bad, looks sad for a moment, then goes straight to sleep. Doesn't seem like the reaction of someone who's really upset at his actions.

would you feel better if he shot Molly and then two more police officers while committing suicide by cop? :-)

What's with all the disturbing smilies today?

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F U C K Y O U A S S H O L E ! ! ! !

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just imagine that that string of letters is a Euro-sign

F U C K Y O U A S S E T B A R ! ! ! !

I don't have to imagine... with the power of Assetbarista!

u a dumb mofo tez.

i think my favourite parts of achewood have almost always been based on ray when he gets all punchdrunk!
like when he developed strange hang ups about peaches.

presumably he will now have similar hangups about his own reflection, at least until the cleft in his forehead closes.

I have to admit that I am kind of disappointed with how things are going right now. This could have been much more intense and/or much funnier. That's just me though. Apologies to any who are offended by my opinion.

It is a bit disappointing how the arc was drawn to a close so suddenly and that everything has, for all intents and purposes, returned to normal.

like a...ME EX MACHINA?!

We get it, we get it. Pats on the back, hugs, etc. Now eat your porridge.

Hey, did you know that his name is deus, like, you know, deus ?

like.....god....and stuff

but I don't want Pat on my back!

She wished multiple Pats on your back!

A Pat on your back, a Pat on his back, etc. A recursive Pat orgy, essentially.

PAT REYNOLDS... MAKING LOVE TO... BENDING-OVER PAT REYNOLDS... the power plant at the centre of a Swiftian universe.

I stopped wanting to come.

you mean the idea of a Pat orgy totally had you going before I gave you that little mental image?

In an angry vegan sort of way.

if disrupting angry vegan desires is wrong, then I don't wanna be right!

HOORAY PEOPLE ARE PAYING ATTENTION TO ME!

God tends to feel the same way.

Yeah, I was kinda hoping Ray would go to Hell again. And I mean that literally and not figuratively, of course.

Of course. Figuratively it seems to happen every few months.

So...does this mean Teodor wins Williams-Sonoma?

Teodor kinda wins Cadillac.

I think it would be more like "Williams-Sonoma wins Téodor."

... in Soviet russia...

it doesn't get more lesbo-rotic than a real-life inverted flaming escalade. you could have all kinds of girl-on-girl boning in that thing, all dripping wet, etc.

Pmbarret. Do you think it is rad to watch car-crash themed pornography? Do you?

Yes. Very.

As a girl, I would like to posit that I would not enjoy sex in a flaming car with another girl. That is all.

is it the flaming car or the sex-with-another-girl which is the main turn-off for you?

Mostly the flaming. I'm down for lesbotic action if it doesn't involve horrible flames.

do you wanna be my e-crush, too?

Wow, you got over me fast !

first of all, im still kinda nursing a hurt heart. sorry. second of all, why cant i have more than one? i dont see an e-ring on my finger...

Wow, you got kind of serious about this whole thing fast!

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im just playing along. calmer down.

Oh, I thought the hurt heart comment was meant to be serious.

the internet is no place for your actual and true sincere feelings.

The penalty for two-timing ladies in this state is...

there 3 different states in consideration here....

dum-dee-deedle-doo....

Woh!, that's my cue a playa can really end up in a bad state for two-timing ladies in this town!

"Terrible. I saw him rimming an iguanodon outside a local burger joint. When I confronted him, he said he was confused and he loved us both but he needed some space to figure this shit out. Will not be having a two-year relationship with this man again."

?!

is it really that hard to understand, greenkoolayd?

it could happen to any one of us!

an iguanadon being rimmed is one of the most unsavory visuals. ever.

I'd like to imagine they would totally have a cloacal cavity anyway, so any form of oral sex would essentially be rimming.

chubbied for sexy science!

I think you've just given Tony Scott his next plot device.

Denzel Washington will lay one of the girls.

Or possibly the flaming car.

*intended to write "play one of the girls"

I think the typo is actually funnier.

Yes please!

I would not either. Let's not do this. (not least of all because I'm frickin terrified of fire and things that could potentially splode .)

Were we going to do this? I'm so confused. Assetbar is a playground of smilies and homoeroticism. I'm not complaining, I'm just pointing out that occult forces seem to be at work here.

We were not, but let's not for sure.

Unless anyone wants us to /girlsgonewild!

Can I try that again?
(ahem)
Unless anyone wants us to ! /girlsgonewild

Better.

i kinda liked the first one more. reminds me of this .

(sorry, xkcd haters.)

you should never apologise to xkcd haters

You callin' me old, whippersnapper? *sigh* never mind, you and I covered this age-discrepancy territory one day and ~385 posts ago and it is apparent we need a new goddamn strip .

We could have a May-August romance, bluemoon!

My birthday's in July, does that mean I get to be sandwiched between you?

Come together... right now... over me

I always thought that would be the best porn soundtrack

Played on sexiest Casio.

Beatlekake 3!

The Criminal Subjunctive

Setting the scene for the big, transcendent "Ray Chooses a New Ride" story arc.

Ray would never betray his beloved Escalade.

What about a Hummer of sorts? I can see Ray (and Taco Bell) in one of those landmine-proof things.

As I scrolled quickly down the page, all I saw in this comment was "land-proof mines." An interesting concept.

I can see it now... A mine all floatin' in the air... Hovering... Waiting...

This made me think of Navi the fairy, except without the "HEY! LISTEN!"

Totally. And then Navi explodes.

Although I think LoZ:Oot is one of the greatest games, having Navi explode might be one of the few improvements I would suggest.

I actually had a dream once when I was followed around by Navi, who kept saying "Hey! Listen!" then following it up with something akin to "I... I'm dying, Link... I'm dying..." over and over.

It turns out you can have too much good news.

Hummer? Pah! A nancies car!
Ray will want one of these:

[IMGS OFF]

Even Clarkson would baulk at that bad boy.

that thing is so bad on gas, it makes an arab cry. then his wiener falls off.

those things are hell on his lumbar.

The Lash of Thanatos is hard, man. If you got the L of T, you can't even just die like a normal man cat. I guess it is a kind of fundamental disconnect between yourself and the karmic structure of the multi-verse.

Ok, I call bullshit on this cop-out ending, and also this entire strip. Onstad, you got into the weeds on this one, so I will let you go with merely a light slap on the wrist.

Instead of "strip," it should read "story." Such is my rage that I don't even know what words are.

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I'm going to have to set my assetbar experience to automatically chubby every comment you make, greenkoolayd. Save me the time of doing it manually, as I have been.

thank you for noticing, but be careful. i dont want to get an ego...

pretty much my daily response 2 ur mom

Awww, you two should get married.

im only true to one woman at this point in time: skepticism.

And she already suspects you have doubts about her.

Only if we lived in Utah...and bigamy were legal for the distaff sex. Hell, that would rock . I want a harem!

Or, if I got divorced.

Who doesn't want a harem? I don't think you should get divorced for greenkoolayd. He doesn't know how to spell aid.

Yeah, and not to mention we're different colors. I don't know how it would work--we would produce a little baby tealkoolmoon, I guess. But only if I learned to bake bread!

Hello mommy, I'm here from the future to tell you that you'll learn the wonders of the yeast. If you stay with your current husband you'll birth the next Leonardo DaVinci though. Also I have hell of such problems as spina bifida.

I have tears of laughter!

th thread is hell of disappointing. i find out that my e-crush is married AND she has a color bias. im going to throw myself off the roof. thanks for the laughs, everyone.

HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGS!

Mommy, it's raining Green!

That's nice. Pack a cumbrella, Dear.

Hey, Tony, I'm girlishly delighted to see your public declaration! It is nice to have a requited e-crush! *giggle, blush, twist of ankle, tug of hair*

sure thing, babe. [[flex]]

bigamy isnt legal for anyone, anywhere in the country...

but you can love whoever or whatever you want, so long as you never express it ever

(in public)

If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with?

no... build a compound, away from the prying eyes of the police and other relevant government agencies. Then you can do whatever you want and no one will stop you!

But from what I learned in history class, many of the women Joseph Smith married he never banged. They were his "spiritual brides" and he married them just so that they could live under his protection or some such nonsense.

that sounds completely true and exactly what a con man would do.

He protected them from not getting banged.

What a horrid man!

you can do whatever you want until the tanks show up...

Love the ones you're with!

and be with everyone?

This seems to be the most parsimonious solution...

Be glad that you are being allowed to touch at least one set of genitals, I guess!

I currently do not have a set of genitals to touch, apart from my own...

So love yourself! I know I do! Huuuuugs!

Hey man, after 7 years, it's like, legal. Like squatting on some rich dude's property.

Man, if I squatted for seven years, my knees would be killing me.

If I squatted for 7 years I bet I could cover the entire property in a single unbroken turd.

if you could produce an unbroken turd for 7 years, you would have to be bigger than a dinosaur. or at least, equally full of shit.

auto-chub...work it into Assetbarista v2, please.

Agree. Fresh bark of what? He could have wrapped it up better, and what I don't like is the feeling that he was winging it, and never had the arc scripted out.

What I dislike the most is Beef (apparently) taking the morally wrong choice, even if we don't understand it. But then everyone loves Beef so much, maybe Onstad wanted to humanize him. Either way, such interesting details deserve a better ending than a 'cop-out.' I agree

I've seen it asserted around here that Onstand *never* plans his arcs and *always* wings it. Never having actually read The Interviews, I can't speak to this, but this arc definitely has the potter's hurried thumbprints all over it.

I mean, honestly -- the Ray/T/Andretti scene here cracks me up, and so does the alt text: not quite classic, but damn fine Achewood . . . but there is a dark voice at the back of my mind reminding me that Sluggy fucking Freelance did pretty much this exact same thing at least once.

Sluggy Freelance has done everything that any webcomic can ever do. Including become navel-gazingly self-involved and overly complex and spend several years sucking as it becomes forgotten by just about everyone.

Exactly. And that's what scares me.

I gave up on that thing when it started wanting to me to take it seriously. It demanded too much.

I likewise gave up on Goats at some point that I can barely recognize. Apparently it changed into some sort of a weird sci-fi comic or something after 2001 or so.

I think not reading Scary-Go-Round for over a year or so makes us officially broken up, but I still don't want to acknowledge that that might be the case. I still pine for Bobbins.

SGR is coming to an end by the way in the next few days.

Yeah, but he's keeping his next webcomic at the same page and it's a shift of a similar type to that from Bobbins to SGR.

I'm still wearing a black armband all September 11th.

I'm expecting a great deal of sympathetic grief.

Goats has been fantastic in new and exciting ways since Phillip became the Messiah and Jon got put in charge of the underworld...

"God is dead. I ate him with applesauce."

That space battle was a COCKTEASE!

would you read a strip called "Contains one pork chop"?

...yes.

SGR still mostly makes me happy every time I read it. Maybe I am just too easy to please.

I've got nothing against it or, for that matter, Goats. I just forgot to read it at some point and that point became a week and then when I finally did catch up I let the same thing happen again until it was just too much to catch up on and I haven't been able to get it together enough to catch up.

Hopefully it'll happen one day with Goats, but at this point I've missed more than when I first started reading it before the turn of the millennium.

Onstad has always been winging it. This is probably his greatest flaw and one that has become even more apparent recently as he stalls for time, stretches arcs out too long, and eventually brings them to a hasty conclusion with an unsatisfactory resolution.

we got strung alone on this story for forever now, and suddenly everything is wrapped up in a neat little package without warning. i'm pretty disappointed to be honest

YES! THEY ARE ALIVE!!!

RAY GONN GET DRUNK

One of my favorite achewoods in a while. Ray's retardedness and Philippe reading "How Come a Bird Can Die?" really hit me right in the laughy-times-zone

But what of Cartlidge Head?

AND WHAT ABOUT NAOMI?

WHAT ABOUT THE PRIVY!?

OMIGOD -- FOR LOVE OF CHAIR

HELL. OF. CHUBBY.

Thank you for validating my whole existence.

Doc Andretti is also a lawyer.

As well as their friendly, local real estate agent.

And a floor wax AND a dessert topping.

HOLD IT, WAIT A MINUTE...

I was mystified by the singular "dying MAN" when it was seemingly dying MEN that Beef was abandoning...

...until I suddenly realized... *ZOT!!!!!*

...the dying man Beef was abandoning was, in fact, HIMSELF.

PS: memo to self -- read ALL comments before claiming insight...

PPS: memo to self -- change lame default cat avitar soon...

PPPS: memo to self -- learn how to spell "avatar" correctly

PPPPS: memo to self -- stop replying to self, is annoying.

So many pee-pees.

are you getting pee-pee envy?

"man"?

Trust me, you don't want to stumble down the slippery slope of looking anthropomorphism in the eye.

To coin a phrase.

i'm referring to roast beef's vagina

I had a sandwich of roasted beef vagina the other day. It was quite tasty with a bit of extra-strong horseradish and some radicchio.

beef labia sandwich... that's too far out there even for Tom Green.

is it A Shame

[x]Yes
[ ]No

Quote:
Make 'em sweat it.


Like Onstad did with us, eh?

"Everybody's dead! Wait, maybe not. No, they're okay."

the long night is over and all is well in achewood

the sky is extra blue today

like a Colorado sky.

seriously.


the sky is just not as blue anywhere else.

is that science or propaganda?

i know it is nice and would like to see it again but i hear montana packs a mean sky as well

There is no sky like a Carolina sky.

And I'm sayin' this from Colorado.

oh yeah, notcool~ i forgot you were another coloradan! dude. gin ocean. soon.

no, science basically proved our sky once. [cite needed]

what helps is the fact that colorado is closest state to the sky(its the highest above sea level of all the 50 states).

What did you say, Mountain Person?

Pierson Mountain ?

I can testify to the fact that there are some lovely mountains on Coloradans...

mmmm mmmmmmmm

You guys...it's all the same sky!

NO. ours is BETTER.

Carolina skies are wonderful. I am saying this from Carolina, having been to Colorado and many other places.

what helps is the fact that colorado is closest state to the sky(its the highest above sea level of all the 50 states).

Am I alone in thinking this is a pretty weak strip after all the intense stuff we've had so far? It's like Onstad just got bored writing it and tried to wrap it up as quickly as possible.

It's postcoital of a mindfuck man. It's the way it should be.

I hate to be all critical of the Stadde, especially after a really nice run of strips, but yeah kinda. Maybe the next strip will spin things around again.

I'm just a caveman, but I know one thing: shoulda worked hard Beef getting back into bed as one strip (with more panels, even if nothing much happened), and waited for the next strip for the hospital scenen.

Oh, that sounded like an Unfrozen Caveman Lawyer reference... How can that possibly not receive a chubby?

your world frightens and startles me; sometimes when i'm traffic i just want to jump out of my BMW and run into the woods or...whatever..when my fax machine receives a message, i ask myself, 'did little demons get in there and type this?' ladies and gentlemen, i'm just a caveman...

RIP Phil

frightens and confuses , young man. Chubbied anyway.

it's been a while since i watched his SNL dvd, 'kay?

Pfft. I saw the original airing.

well ain't you jest a bite a' old school .

i may have as well. i do not remember, for i was Young.

I'm so old school, my walls are covered in BLACKBOARDS.

i'm so indie that my shirt don't fit

Perhaps you should get that checked out.

by her own doctor.
we all know what yours did.

It's pretty mean to rip Phil, I mean, after all he'd been through.

I have to agree. I mean, there was a massive complicated buildup with fortune tellers, sapphic erotica, Cartilage Head, Ray and Teodor getting into an accident, mysterious men sitting in seat Z-1, then finally the wheel and then.. It's all back to status quo. In one strip.

Exactly. I was really enjoying being on the edge of my fucking seat for like two weeks. Then without warning everything is normal again. :(

an alien life form could still pop out of Beef's stomach through his chest at any moment... It's right when the main character is back home from the alternate dimension and you think everything is calm and back to normal again that this usually transpires.

Yeah, I just hate it when idiosyncratic and elaborate allegories of inscrutable cosmic processes refuse to dance properly to the out-of-tune banjo music playing in my head.

Don't blame the Universe if you have a shitty banjo.

"The Collected Wisdom of Scorpio_Nadir" is now available in this handsome six volume set. The first volume is free for you to enjoy for 30 days. You owe nothing if you're not completely satisfied. Regardless of your decision please keep the free bonus copy of "Glad's Knowledge Bombs" as our gift to you.

u jes hab to lib, str8 up

And so, everything returned to normal.

Ray was given a week to be completely blackout drunk at all time for his health , Molly and Beef were somewhat-well-I-guess-only-in-terms-of their-relationship happily reunited, and Teodor is rich.


Oh, and the founder of Williams Sonoma was torn limb from limb by an enraged group of blood-and-womenthirsty lesbians.

nobody cares about that guy anyhow he aint part of the family u know

Spill the wine, drink that girl!

...was that an attempt at a Urinetown reference?

I was just channeling Eric Burdon, dude!

I would Carry-oakey the HELL out of this song if "overfed long-haired leaping gnome" wasn't the exact opposite of me.

This is just Chris saying to us "I am a bad person." You can tell because Onstar is just a typo for Onstad.

This is the first thing that really makes sense to me. Chubby for blowing my mind.

He's also feeling guilty about how he treats his stuffed animals, and is willing to settle. 8 figures is generous.

To be honest, an 8 figure settlement is not very likely to survive the first generation.
[IMGS OFF]

Is Simon Pegg just not allowed, or are these just terrible excuses for plastic men and women?

Man I do not recall Leonard Cohen in that movie.

Your man on the far left looks somewhat like Bing Crosby.

And most disturbingly, Kirk looks like Shatner circa 1980s...most odd.

True dat. After the first generation, you're gonna have hella inbreeding, what with the singular female and all.

are those current? i had TNG action figures(or dolls, if you want to question my sexuality) similar to those when i was a kid. one time, i left them out on the back lawn unattended. there was an older neighborhood kid that my mom paid to mow our grass and he just ran them right the damn hell over. the bastard...

after getting run over I suppose the resultant sharp edges probably made them unsuitable for use in anal stimulation...

OnStar Onstad =
[IMGS OFF]

I wish her name was Pearl, not Linda.

I do not at all understand how we got from the last strip to this one.

maybe u can come over 2 nite and we can work on teh transitional details u know

I want to come.

That's what I've been saying, but no one believes me!

doesnt sound so unreasonable to me.....

So without the brain plaque, does this mean Ray is going to be smarter? Like he could write software for computers and analyze good situations beyond and below the six hundo mark?

You know what? I am pissed to have that piece of crap comment next to my own.

Under this one, as the case may be. Just to make enough room to feel comfortable again.

Comment left by all_unraed ignored.

Are you the new Manflesh?

Does this represent the mass-debating caused by the strip?

What happens in Cancun....

I'm sure the regret addled office workers here know the rest of that sentence.

Can we have the spam-marking awesome people get a handle on this?

'Ignore User' - it's really... available.

And the spam-markers would have to unignore the spammer or raise their lame thresholds to do this public service, which seems to lead to nothing. Now, if Assetbar would close accounts if they got marked as spam too often, I'd go to the trouble....

Ignored in happiness. I didn't notice the option earlier. :)

Just like...your mother...

Damn.

There most be a lot of dog dissin' going on in these places.

zippers and underwear are too expensive for some parts of the world :(

not really...they're just busy installing them.

I am glad to see that Teodor's eye has healed by the last pane.

I hope Philippe writes a story tomorrow!

I am a great man
But!
I am not a good man

ray only roles 7's and 11's.

Farkle, man . . . he rolls ones and fives.

20's

natural.

You can roll natural 20's...I'll be more impressed when you roll a natural *3*

well it's not entirely clear that Beef didn't go back to the Karma machine and get reincarnated as himself and then rejoin Molly in bed, but we can suppose that if this had happened, we would have seen the Karma machine and it's gears again.

It does seem that Beef walked through the Exit portal into the bedroom.

It looks like the panel of the Escalade in flames was a maladroit effort by Onstad to change the scene to show the action over there... It would seem that the reason Onstad didn't put it where it should have been - as the last panel - is that he wanted the dramatic closing of the door to be the last panel. At the very least, the flaming Escalade should have been annotated with "meanwhile..."

The dying man that Beef deserted is either a reference to Molly, himself, or to CH. In the case of Molly, it would be a gender neutral reference. If beef is referencing Molly, well, at least he un-abandoned her. It could be referencing Beef, since he did abandon his whole Karma death thing. It could be referencing CH, in so far as the Karma machine was a big CH performance art project and CH somehow needed Beef to complete the performance.

Then again, why the need to know exactly what the artist's intent was? There is certainly a lot of creativity here, a lot of fodder for imagination, and why the fuck not tell yourself your own story. It is to be hoped that someone can propose a more interesting story than one own self can imagine, but some of the proposals kinda suck and bring me down. I propose that no one should propose any theories as to what's happening in the strip unless those theories are fantastic and don't suck.

The burning Escalade could have been the penultimate panel, which would have satisfied both concerns.

Yeah Onstad isn't really about "tying up loose ends", he's more about creating them

i mean, he has to have SOMETHING to write about until 2052.

This is a good comic strip.

Who else thinks "How Come a Bird Can Die?" is by Nice Pete?

Roast Beef loves Molly more than Ray.

And that sir, is what warms my heart. Even cats can love.

I am not certain that this is true. At least, based on the cats that I have known in my life.

Some of the cats I know, they want you to touch them, but they aren't necessarily willing to reciprocate and they are inconstant in their affections. Silly little pussies!

We've all had problems with selfish lovers before. While the long term solution is to talk to her about this maybe more 69 is a good quick fix.

I am so completely relieved. No, like, i was really worried for the last two weeks,a nd now I feel way better. That was AWESOME.

[Molly wakes up and turns and sees Roast Beef.]

Molly: Oh! So the big strong man who doesn't have to answer to anybody finally slinks back into bed after a night of who-knows-what? I suppose you are going to excuse yourself by saying you have a present that turns out to be nothing but a shameful dick.

Beef: (Oh man what did I do I guess I am not such a coward after all since I made the decision to come home to this...)

Molly: Well come on then! Whip out your ashamed penis already! Begin your tale of why it is so down on itself and needs me to waste time trying to make it feel better! Was it from getting piss-drunk or is it just spent from spewing on some hussy's mouth whose lipstick was already messed up to begin with?

Beef: Molly honey it is not that way I have been going through some rough thoughts in my mind and I had to sort things out so I simply went to see Lady Bourre, Palmist.

Molly: So you got a handjob from some overweight Madam with mascara thicker than the lace around her bulbous cellulite?! Is that what you want me to be?! A fat old woman with breasts that are big but saggy so you don't have to worry about any other man trying to play with them?!

Beef: (Man it is not for me to stand up for myself I mean basically everything she is saying is at least symbolically true...)

Molly: Well hurry it up then! You think you're getting some? If so you better be able to get hard right now or else by God I am leaving you!

Beef: >_<

I will give you the chubby that Beef won't get.

I suggest somebody else give him Molly's imagined chubby.

what the HELL? When has Molly ever acted like a harridan?

Ever since she got pregnant and didn't tell Beef; she didn't want him to worry.

right. I mean, they all crazy at discrete points, but she ain't ever a straight-up hateful bitch.

When she's trying to turn him on, obviously.

[IMGS OFF]

I admit I was completely wrong in my interpretation of the last strip...

WHAT ELSE HAVE I BEEN WRONG ABOUT!?

[IMGS OFF]

that is such a good strip.

i need to read more.

I'm down with Twinkle Twinkle being the same as A-B-C-D-E-F-G, but Wenceslas is NOT the same tune as Yankee Doodle. Similar rhythm, but YD goes up on the emphasised words, while GKW goes down.

It took me years to realise that the opening bars of the Dutch birthday song (Lang Zal Ze/Hij Leven) are almost identical to those of Waltzing Matilda. Shameful...

Agreed. Maybe a music studies major could explain something about Wenceslas and Yankee Doodle being the same melody in a half step transposition and different time measure, but to my tin ear they are sort of similar but not the same.

Now I can not sort out the tune of Yankee Doodle in my head. Curse you, inaccurate comic strips!

It is not possible to build a Jell-O doorstop.

Fish do not fully appreciate the works of Gustav Klimt.

The gloryhole was actually invented by Benjamin Franklin.

That is all.

The gloryhole was invented by Ramanujan, you berk!

A thing can have more than one inventor!

I cannot help but imagine Newton shrilly shouting that. God, I hate him so much.

Newton's the ugliest woman I've ever seen.

his brother makes fantastic cookies, though.

True, the gloryhole follows as a logical application of Ramanujan's Theory of Elliptic Functions; however it was first developed by Franklin but quickly abandoned and destroyed after Franklin developed an irrational fear that someone "too Unseemly and Gross to contemplate" might await on the other side.

If all your neighbours were trying to throw stones at you, you wouldn't want holes in the wall either. Purely a defensive matter.

A friend of mine dances in a burlesque troupe... she wanted to name herself "The Vienna Sexsession", but she didn't think anyone would get it.

In the earlier strips, Beef talked about his death as a favor to others ("she'll be rid of me and i'll be rid of me"), and thus generally a good thing. Although WE know that Molly would rather have him alive, he refuses to believe this. Hence, "Sorry Molly, I was a coward who would desert a dyin' man". He feels it was cowardly to ditch his own death, since she supposedly would have been happier without him.

Well, you're safe and sound now. Back on the good old 27th floor.

(IT WAS ALL A DREAM)


(OR WAS IT)

Right.
Precisely.
Exactly.


...Indeed.

well said

So I guess the CH deal is he figures out exactly what kind of set up you need to show you the depths of your cowardice. It's a humbling experience and good for the soul. BTW Good contrast between what it took to show Ray and what it took to show Beef. The Venn diagram of, well, never mind.

wait so are there two roast beefs

No see what happened is Cartilage Head put the body of 0xDeadBeef in a glass coffin, then pressed an ornate octagonal button set into the lid of the coffin, and the dead body faded out of existence.

And when you push the nose one of his arms fall off and you say HOW ARE YOU HOW HAVE YOU BEEN

My new motto: "I am a great man, but I am not a good man"

So who's got the new book yet? I just had it delivered and am cracking this baby open as/slightly after I type.

Oh hee man this book is gold hee hee oh yes I remember that oh hee hee dogg that was a good one oh man this one too oh hee hee hee hee hee hee

You made me hee hee there.

And you did me, as a matter of fact...

oh god it's spreading.

The hee hees cannot be contained. And who would want to?

GETTIN' NICE WITH NICE-ON-WATER

well get a mop man!

HUNGRY FOR BROMANCE? RING THE MOP-MAN!

All right, I hate to say it, but this thought had occured, and now seems confirmed:

Perhaps 'Achewood Volume 2: Worst Song, Played On Ugliest Guitar' was delayed because they wanted to shoehorn in this story arc. But some kind of publishing pressure got applied and Onstar (Onstad) had to wrap it up in an unsatisfactory quick and dirty. Just got notified, my pre-order got shipped yesterday.

Ooops. Just read Nice's post above. So, is this arc in it? (There's something great about that last phrase. Good album title).

Well the comics are from no later than May 2002, so it is not. I pre-ordered in May when it was available for order on Amazon and they kept delaying it. If I had checked Dark Horse (Which I did much later) I would've (and did) see it was slated for release September anyway. So now I have it. The end! No moral.

Someone obviously has little exposure to the world of comics so I'll break it down.

Work is solicited two months in advance, typically by appearing for order in "Previews" the $5 catalog put out by Diamond, the monopolistic overlord and basically only distributor in the entire industry. This'll get you a cover shot (maybe), a bit of text, and an ordering code. Ostensibly this is for retailers, but in reality just about everyone pre-orders everything they buy and just show up to pick it up. So unless you do it online or something and depending on how your retailer handles it (most do pull lists where they automatically order and hold what you want, but some require you to individually order every issue, possibly using the ordering code) there's a chance you actually have to buy a fucking catalog every month to order stuff.

Anyhow, as I said, solicits are typically two months in advance, but often work comes out late for a number of reasons. In most other industries this would be seen as sloppy and unprofessional, but in comics it's quite common to have major titles come out erratically because the writer or artist isn't getting things done on deadline. Seeing something get pushed back a month or so is pretty normal (rare is the book that comes out on time every month for a year) and sometimes you'll see books that are solicited and then fail to appear for years at a time (Warren Ellis is particularly guilty of this with such things as issue three of Ministry of Space coming out three years late) or series that are never exactly canceled, but never quite manage to actually see new issues released.

I think the second volume of the hardcover Powers collection was solicited well over a year or more before it actually managed to be released.

Basically Onstad is in good company and expecting anything to come out from a comic publisher on time is folly.

Fuck you for being a pretentious dick about comic releases. When I said "They kept delaying it" I meant Amazon kept sending me e-mails about it, telling me when to expect it. HOLY SHIT HUGE FUCKING DRAGONFLY IN THE HOUSE HOLY SHIT you talk like me not knowing about the industry standards of releasing books makes me the world's biggest toolbag.

The dragonfly killed itself I think. It's buzzing periodically but he kept slamming into lights so he might've burned himself to death. In any case I'm armed with a broom, a can of Febreeze and paper towels if he resurrects.

That's an amazing insect to have in your house Nice-on-water - nuff respect.

Me and my housemate and our friend got some implements of death and after a Keystone Kop-esque interaction it flew out another window.

it's ironic that you're complaining to Belgand that he's being not nice and then in the same breath you are talking about wanting to kill an insect that hasn't done anything to you. If you kill it, I expect you to eat it at least. Have some respect!

But I didn't kill it so it's okay.

Killin' insects is fun! He ain't got to defend that to you!

What's odd is that nice-on-water, who should know better, got upset that belgand sounded condescending and nerdy in a reply. C'mon, already.

You're right, in retrospect I shouldn't have. But whatever.

You should have saved the dragonfly dude. Not cool.

It flew out the window. It saved itself. It never gave me a chance. I gave it twenty minutes to fly away or die on its own. I think I did pretty good considering.

Spoken like a man who would desert a dying insect.

It lived, goddamn it, I have been absolved by it's life.

CH lived too, but that didn't stop Ray from waking up with a little presentation picture on his chest the next day

One day and so far no pich'.

Damn. I wasn't trying to be condescending really. I mean, maybe a little bit of mock-condescension at the beginning, but that's it. We're all friends here and, well, I never miss an opportunity to go on about how the comics industry is run like a couple of kids in their garage. I never know how much people know about this sort of thing so I try to explain the whole process in all it's fucked-up glory.

I thought that maybe Amazon kept getting updated dates from Dark Horse which they didn't realize were complete lies and then passed them on to you.

It's all good, belgy, I'm just a Scrappy Little Vaguely Ethnic Fella with a Short Fuse but a Heart of Gold.

You should fight for the UFC.

My agent's worried what it might do to my nose.

Jeezus, they eat mosquito larvae, don't freak out. (Unless you are mosquito larvae.)

Have you ever SEEN a goddamn dragonfly? This goddamn thing had at LEAST an 8 inch wingspan and was buzzing like a demon's fart escaping its asshole. And it's September, I think the mosquito larvae are about done for now in the Northeast.

Pft, only one? Try standing still while a few hundred fly around you. (Pro tip: Don't. The thousands of mosquitoes also flying around you will welcome the all you can eat buffet you're supplying). Somewhere like the Camargue in France is particularly good for this.

Pfft. Dragonflies are hella harmless. I bet you'd freak out at a huntsman too. (Big pic, so I linked.)

ah ah ah ah ah aiighghghghg aighgh AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH I'm going to retch . A warning next time, octafish? JEEBUS.

I know they're basically harmless; anyone that's played baseball for at least a few years (especially outfielders) can attest to this. Dry spells in the game lead to lazy observations of numerous dragonflies' flights hither and yon. But this one came into MY house, through MY window, and was going motherfucking crazy, slamming itself into walls and lights and shit, divebombing my roommate like a goddamn Stuka.

I think it's okay, big ass bugs in a house, even if harmless, are annoying, and when you're otherwise engaged, a little off-putting at first.

Check it out, though: there's an Australian actually playing "that's not a knife... that's a knife!" but with bugs! They really do this stuff!

I did look, and I found bluemoon's comment a little egregious. That is a cool spider, all in all. And thank you, Mr. Fineoakstructure, for in this Dragonfly In Nice-On-Water's House Saga, you're the only one who's backed me up. A laurel and hearty hand shake for you. And a chupz.

This, thank god, is the worst we have here in MN.

Minnesota will be invaded by these friendly little rascals .

Best. Pest. Ever.

I don't care if that's an endangered animal or what; if that thing makes any move at all to come towards me or mine, I WILL KILL IT WITH A SWORD. AND FIRE.

PAIN. and TEN GRENADES.

thank you, Internet, for being slow just long enough for me to close that tab without it loading.

even freakier than that? a helgermite:

[IMGS OFF]

those things aren't even real . i mean, come on , how could it pinch anything with those?

ive been assaulted by such a creature. it most certainly is real...

*shudder*

And lived to tell the tale

Who just bought 3 months of Achewood For Pay and has been laughing a LOT as a result? Me. (I did)

Also, I just want to mention the chicken recipe.

Oh yeah you heard me right

Well aren't you just the dickens.

Is caviar pretty good stuff Aperson?

Yeah, nice new pork pie hat, aperson.

::Charles Mingus riff::

You can diss my hat, and I'll just be in Onstad's personal online version of the Dude and Catastrophe, him all cleaning a glass as he shares a smiling remark with the regulars. (I'll be wearing my hat, chuckling sycophantically)

then onstad goes up 2 adjust a pciture an u shoot him in the back o teh head?

Hell yeah aint no man gonna order me when and where I can wear my hat.

ur such a coward. bet u drive a ford, dontcha bob?

Your mother drives me wherever I need to go.

speakin o my mom (er name is jesse) a fink abot er is she liks 2 Affleck'd and southern cowboy accent eery now an' den an i tol' u abot deh time er friend (casey) drove teh care into and Pitt? well i dint say b4 dat wat ma mome said when happened she say "aww shucks Brad ly u is n deep trubs nah!" or sum such i am makin dat up whole part up she dunt eber use south accent but is still cool besides, anyways...

Oh, Glad, you Damon.

soooooooooooo...your name is Bradley?

cecil

i bet its nancy.

Oh, good sir . . .
Be enlightened to that wich is Amazing.

which, of course. Wich not being a word that can survive on its own, and must be suffixed to the names of hamlets in southeastern Maine.

this is what narneial meand to post
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-SmjnK9iTZY

I replied to narneial via her post, malformed as it was, re: this video.

do you know what the word "via" means? Also your overall syntax here is certainly confusing.

That was the intention. Little bit of warped syntax humor for all the linguistics fans out there.

Also it's pretty dick to comment on something just to tell someone they're Doing It Wrong. Just putting that out there.

On one hand, I agree it was pretty dick the way 8 said that. However, on the Internet, anyone saying "you're doing it wrong" tends to do it dickishly, so I was expecting nothing less.

For the record, I enjoyed how you phrased your comment.

Well NOW's comment hurt my brain. Caused brain pain. I was wondering to myself: what the hell is he saying? Is this some subtle reference that I'm not getting? Is he making fun of me? Is everyone on assetbar going to be laughing at me when they read this comment of his? Is he just confused? Did he mean to put a hyperlink in there but somehow screwed it up? How could you screw up a hyperlink so badly that it doesn't show up at all?

Reading his comment was like having a confusing trip on acid... Not a bad bad trip, but more of a paranoid and confused trip where you simply don't know what's going on anymore at all, but unfortunately, you're still cogent enough to somehow be aware of how confused you are. So I reacted snipilly.

You make me laugh, but I am not laughing at you.

I hope you didn't feel like I was calling you a dick, for I am not doing such a thing.

Only a true master of language can intentionally fuck it up as I did. I understand your pain. I have dealt with it all my life. It's a blessing and a burden.

I am a huge cunt.

Also I'm proud that my username anagrams into NOW, but I'm even prouder that my real name anagrams into NWA.

And I'm proud that I've made anagram into a verb. DEAL WITH IT 8

Are you from Compton? Do you have Attitude?

Straight outta, my friend.

heh heh yeah I agree it's fun to fuck with people via language ... what's the word I'm looking for... there should be a word for it... it goes beyond non-seq... in any case, I have much respect for your ability and I urge you to inflict it upon us more often!

Will do.

flip it and spin it and hit it with a baseball bat and you get
[IMGS OFF]

Raw tuna sharer?

Urethras an' war?

A shat war rerun!!! (e.g. weekends on the History Channel.)

a chubby for truth. ugh.

Oh man, who watched History today? There was like a good ten different docs on about 9/11. I watched like four.

Yes...but today is different. It is Special.

I had to switch to Discovery. I could feel my brain going places it is not normally comfortable going . . .

Man I had to watch it. Maybe it's cliche but that day is a Thing for me.

That is not cliche at all.

I hope it is not a Thing because you were personally affected.

Not anything other than I was at an impressionable age and I lived within sight of the towers and I had many cop relatives who went down there everyday for months afterwards and knew people who worked there (though no one I knew was hurt, thank God) and basically physically and mentally was closer to it than a lot of people, and even though it was definitely an attack on America, it was huge for the actual city of New York and that was painfully evident for weeks and months and even years afterwards.

Hugs for you, NWA.

Hugs for us all.

Hey, thanks for sharing a little bit of what that was like for you. I am really interested to hear about people's experiences with horrible things (soldiers' stories, for example), and I hope you didn't mind my asking.

I certainly don't. It's better than not saying anything about it at all forever and getting all "I don't wanna talk about it" if it's brought up.

the tv in my parents' room was tuned to some news channel and i asked my mom what was going on and she said that some plane'd crashed into the wtc. then i saw the second one go in live and i knew it was not an accident. i gasped that and my mom thought i was mistaken and just watching a replay. then she realized there wasn't really any replay of the first one.

a lot changed that day...
us, them, everyone.

still got madd respect for firefighters and cops. they do a job i could never do. *fist raise*

I had just been laid off week earlier, so I was asleep; my husband called and said I should turn on the TV but couldn't say why. I did, and a minute later the second plane hit. In my just-awakened state it felt surreal, a dream; that did not change as the day wore on. It was my best friend's 30th birthday that day and we spent the evening in front of the TV instead of celebrating, watching the replays and discourse and newly unfolding events in a daze. My sister donated blood that day to be able to give something to the world. She can't now because of having had leukemia, so I do so for her.

one of my mom's friends was in Vegas that day. this friend and her husband hopped on the last flight that was allowed to leave, and everyone on it was stone. silent. just all quietly dealing with their thoughts.

then someone yelled, "HEY, WHERE'S THE BUFFET?"
and everyone laughed.

another similar story from my uncle:
he was a technical guy, always on the forefront of military technology, and the air force sent him to Turkey to get their communications up to code. so at the base he was stationed at, there wasn't much else to do but drink. and fight. afterwards, or during. so one day at the bar, this group of guys had made a huge pyramid of beer cans. just massive. stack had to be eight feet tall. this other dude who'd had a wee bit too much stumbled and crashed into the thing, toppling it all over.

silence.

that record needle ZWOOP ? it happened.

glaring.

then some other guy yelled something unc couldn't remember (i wonder why~) and folk laughed and music and conversation carried on as it did five seconds before.

the end!
a moral: well-placed words can save lives.

I was working in my woodshop 25 miles away, the day the Murrah building was blown up. I heard the double-thump, and the radio turned from classic rock to confusion and emergency, to a national tragedy.
I knew people who were injured there. There were babies in a daycare slaughtered by that Right-wing hatemonger.

But there was no comparison to the feeling of numbed horror watching that 2nd plane fly into the tower and knowing people with such concentrated hatred had done such a thing. And then the two buildings shuddering, and just collapsing from the sheer hatred of the deed.


The thing was, the horror of the event was so profound, it stopped America's business in its tracks, and we all became human, we became neighbors for a few days. That was the transcendent gift of that grief.
There was absolutely no advertising, no mass manipulation to buy shit, nothing like that existed in the land for 3 days. It was awesome and beautiful, sad and majestic.

Those terrorists saw the towers as the Towers of Babel, like the fists of Mammon, the actualized expression of American Materialism. And unfortunately, there's something to that; it wasn't totally delusional. They kept trying to blow it up.


I have a friend in Boston who had a friend who was one of the security checkers in the airport. My friend related this a month or so after the event. It turns out her friend did security on that first flight, # 7 was it?- and noticed a group of well-dressed Arabs keeping to themselves among the passengers. It fit the security alarm profile, and she starts to pull them aside for questioning.
This is a true story.
She looks up and her supervisor across the room makes an impatient gesture to pass them on through, because he doesn't want a delay in the flight. (It costs money)
So, she waves them on through, and the rest was, as they say, history.
This woman was deeply depressed at that time, as anyone would be.

People think they got shitty lives? They're depressed?

My friend never said what happened to her.

i would say that you win this competition but we all know this was no sort of competition. no competition. nothing to win.

you fail: Quote:
The URL contained a malformed video ID.


Also, the 3 wiches were in MacBeth, not Hamlet.

wait I thought that was clash of the titans

OH GOD what have they done to the second best song on Minus Ah Um (come now, no one even dare say anything is better than "Better Git It In Your Soul")

aw, I thought you might like it. I liked it. And I LOVE Mingus like a fat kid loves cake.

No no, it was good, but odd. I'm just used to that glorious studio version, you know how it is. The jazz-flute threw me off. And yay for Mingus, right? RIGHT?

Yay for Mingus <3

I want to but I bought the book and just got it so I've done my motherfucking part to support the arts, I think.

Comment left by all_unraed ignored.

dammit, i forgot to post this sooner. there was a phillipe for sale on ebay: https://cgi.ebay.com/K-M-Plush-STUFFED-BROWN-SEA-OTTER-15-Collectible_W0QQitemZ250491357389QQcmdZViewItemQQptZLH_DefaultDomain_0?hash=item3a5272c8cd&_trksid=p3286.c0.m14

Oh my goodness it's true.

99 cents?! If only the seller had known where to advertise, they easily could have gotten 100 times that amount.

7 dollars, and that's my final bid.

this arc is so much better re-reading it from the beginning. go do it

And it feels like/the surreal life/but it's still nice/wish I could live twice/and I still might/if these wounds heal right/I see a little light/even though it's still night Just happened to be listening to this song when I read this strip.

Chubby for first comment!

A comment left by gladi8orrex was marked lame too many times and excluded. (marked lame by falseprophet, wazza, Scorpio_nadir)

laemd yoru owne ass 4 evn wrose psot

(pass it oen)

u cant spell worth shit bro gets u and tudor

what

You can't spell worth shit, bro. Get yourself a tutor. (quote unquote)

dang. able to translate gladlish already. points.
now, can you write ESSAYS on it?

I em and tudor! chusb!

word UP glad. stick it to 'em.

respect

When did Beef get a real lamp? He's really moving up in the world.

Ache-kea.

BOO

I feel like that lamp has been there for a while?

I call BS on this one. Nothing ethanol-soluble could possibly exist in Ray's brain.

Hey guys. I've missed you.

*cries*

SJE!! where have you been, man. seriously. spill.

I've been around. I just felt like I should avoid assetbar a little. I was getting a little addictive and people here don't really like me that much anyways, so I though I'd just kinda...chill somewhere else. Like in the xkcd community.

Anyways, how has this place been?

It was pretty good until about 21 hours ago.

i know what you mean, man. i been out living life. it's pretty okay on here, besides all the new aunread accounts in danger of being ding-dongs, all is well along the watchtower.

i figure i should go under for a bit and let others post pandiculously. thegoblins is back and you're back on the scene too so i can take it easy for a time, 'less there needs FURIOUS PHOTOSHOPPING.

I'm glad you're not leaving for realz...there's no such thing as too much Photoshop .

YOU DON'T APPRECIATE ME.
YOU JUST TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME.
I HATE YOU.
(i do not hate you.)

lamed 4 selfdeprecative crap. tak elsewhers ur feel sorry self

Oh right, the other reason I left.

u can for all i care idc wat u do but dun whine abot it bottomline

Glad, I don't think you're an asshole kind of guy. I would like you more if you chose to be decent more often.

i am jus gon' doobity doo cuz aint my style let peeps tell me hows 2 behive cuz das hows i roll doin' my thang an bein maself 24/7 hours a day

That's what I'm saying. I don't think it's being yourself when you say dick things.

Ever since Glad showed up I've been reading all of his comments as though they were emitting from a bloated, red, hysterically weeping face. It helps.

I imagine the I Like Tawtles kid saying it but with a AAVE inflection.

play nice, deck.

hey dude

The prodigal son returns!

[IMGS OFF]
and folk everywhere said, 'aww HELL naw'

Oh, balls.

god damnit cpnglxynchos what the hell is the matter with you! Why do you have to go and spread paranoia and draw attention to my nefarious plans!

In other news, it would be cool if Onstad would sell advance notice of exactly when each new strip is going to post. It could be like... 45 minutes advance notice... That'd be worth $5. But only if he only sells the information to one person. It would go to the highest bidder. not only does he tell you when it posts, but he lets you see a preview of it a full 60 seconds before it actually posts. That way you have time to come up with a killer first post.

who are you.
[IMGS OFF]

seriously.

Where are you in life? You must not have a job or go to school, considering your entire life is spent on here. You are also juvenile. I am seriously curious.

here is picture of me

I don't trust you mebye you psycho killer stalker so I cover my eyes with coulourfulle specticlkes and i ware top hat. like cat.
[IMGS OFF]

and no I don't have job not right now

guess my age guess my name won't you wont you guess my name

your name is lucifer

what? what? that's not a nice thing to say!

okay whatever.

anyway. guess my age.

u look mid twenties bro. nice hat

nope. older n that.

u've taken aight care o urself u look fit

How about late twenties? I just can't put you in your thirties.

i can. check out that hairline. definitely...34.

How can you see his hairline? He's wearing a hat!

you can always see the hairline.

At this point I just want to know how old he is.

yeah.. well.. I'm 33. AIU is 33. yes. the hairline. I am aware of the receding hair. it makes me look old. elderly. not that I mind.

now my real guess was going to be 'between 32 and 34'.
good show, mate.

Spot on

and i claim my five pounds.

Liebot, what's the saddest thing?

"New booksigning dates &c. have postponed strip dates to this weekeend. Please keep us in your RSS pocket. "

AGHHHH HOLY FUCK ONSTAD I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!!!

it's sept 11th. gba eery1 nev 4get

what

GBA = God Bless America

Thanks, glad.

look at this Vanity Fair has an article describing in detail with audio tapes the us military handing of 9/11 and the subsequent attempted cover-up by a few senior military peeps.

[IMGS OFF]

I wanted to put this in black and white but it seems that MS Paint doesn't provide that service?

It does, but when it says "black and white" it means those 2 colours only. And it converts by turning anything non-white to black.

1 bit gray scale is not black and white it's black or white.

2-bits is where it comes to bear.

That seems like a bit semantic... unless the picture is either 100% black or 100% white, it's not "black or white", it's "black and white".

for some light reading, enjoy:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_monochrome_and_RGB_palettes

(not directed at you, stereo.)

I had a nightmare where I'd accidentally posted this picture in response to someone who was geniunely mourning the attack on the Twin Towers and everyone was just so sad and mad at me.

(Two out of my last three nightmares have been about AssetBar. This is a bad sign, y/n)

How the fuck could anything ethanol-soluble have survived this long in Ray's brain?

Soon: Cartilage-Head Ray.

OHHHHHH SHIIIIIIIT

THE RACE FOR A CURE

T's rocking a rough hunchback there.

Life imitating Achewood.

https://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/8262393.stm

I'm just commenting because I like the last panel so much.