Due to the intrusion of real life, Adam and I need to change our focus on our activities (i.e. for various reasons, we both need to do more stuff what makes us money) and will have to step away from the strip for a while. The site will stay up and I hope we can keep something going here because it’s way too much fun to let die, but for right now it’ll be quiet around the apartment.

Thanks for your support, and hope to see you soon.

Adam’s away from the drawing board for now and I’ll be traveling this week (New Jersey, represent!), so things will be a bit odder than normal.

Which is a scary thought all by itself.

This time the art is all me. I apologize.

Don’t miss the premiere of Dollhouse, tonight at 9, right after Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles at its new day and time. And I believe Summer Glau and Eliza Dusku are hosting tonight’s shows, so tune in for that happy little slash fantasy, if nothing else.

Old, old joke. Prostitute walks up to a man on the street and says “I’ll do anything you want for $100, but you have to tell me in three words.”

Man says immediately: “Paint my house.”

Ba dum dum.

I have to admit, I’ve been very happy to see the promotion that FOX has given Dollhouse. Commercials, music video, a sensible lead-in show, the stars and Joss showing up on talk shows and at the New York Comic-Con (did you ever see a Firefly cast member on a talk show before or during the show’s run,  ever?), review copies all over the place…

Including, by the way, the one I received when I reviewed the pilot episode here (relatively spoiler-free).

68% of all murder victims are  roommates.

Just saying.

The anguish continues…

And by that I mean my art. In case you somehow haven’t noticed, the art has been me the last few days (also the writing, but you should be inured to that by now). Adam will be away from the strip for a bit while life intervenes, and rather than go hiatal again so soon we’re going on anyway till he gets back. Expect some shaky work while I get used to this, and don’t be surprised if I try different art styles.

Totally unrelated thought: Say, who likes stick figures? I sure do, and it works for Randall Munroe…

Have you ever been in this situation? Be honest, now.

I’m an opener, always have been. I tear that stuff up! How can I recreate the Battle of Hastings with my limited edition DC Direct figures if they’re still in the boxes? And it is way tougher to make Superman and Batman kiss each other that way. I assume.

Yes, there is PC and Mac slash fiction.

No, you don’t want to know any more than that.

By the way: Adam uses a Mac. I use a PC. Make of it what you will.

Look! We’re viral!

Although this is not the greatest viral video I’ve seen this week. That “honor” goes to “Worst Commercial Placement Ever,” a capture of a portion of a Battlestar Galactica show from a Canadian channel which chose the worst possible commercial to follow an especially dramatic scene. (Warning: BSG spoiler!) (Warning: sick sick sick…)

Anyway, here’s the subject of today’s strip.

Star Wars: Retold (by someone who hasn’t seen it) from Joe Nicolosi on Vimeo.