Oregon is a Mass Grave

Monday, May 17, 2004

It feels good to be back at this comic thing again. I didn't realize how much I missed actually having a purpose to doing artwork on a regular basis.

I just returned from a pretty busy weekend in Harrisburg. My girlfriend's sister got married this weekend so I took a trip Friday night to attend the wedding. I had a very good time even though I didn't really know anybody. There were a couple of awkward situations presented to me, such as being expected to dance. I should probably make something clear about myself. Dancing is not my specialty. I am just a skinny white boy referred to as a cracker by some and I can only dance if there is a large monitor with flashing arrows presented on it. I think I did alright after I got over the initial "what the heck am i supposed to be doing" but that took about until the end of the reception anyway.

I've got a lot of stuff coming up so I'm pretty busy right now. My job is in its busy season, I've got a freelance project I'm currently working on plus I've been asked to attend a business party to do caricatures. Not sure if I'm going to do that or not... I really don't know how to do caricatures and I'm not sure if I'll have time to do reading on that before the party. And I'm of course doing this webcomic that no one really reads three times a week. Cool.

-Kevin

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

I remember playing Oregon Trail. I hated it. I couldn't shoot any animals. I couldn't keep anyone alive. I made terrible time. I never even made it to the silly end game where you have to navigate your boat down the river. I bet if I had made it that far, I would have sunk.

I remember playing a strange game on the old Apple IIe. It was about a guy, running around with these worms. And he had a plunger and the worms would go to the plunger. But if he got eaten by a worm he had to go through its digestive system. I never understood it, and so I can't remember anything about it.

I won an award once for playing lemmings. There was a level no one could beat. So finally a teacher offered a gift certificate to a near by ice cream joint to whoever could solve the level. So I did it. It was amazing. One person almost beat me to it. But he forgot about one little lemming on a 100% save level, poor guy. I got some good root beer floats with that gift certificate let me tell you.

- Emrys