678 Diversity.

Okay, so if you wanted a Hipsters Ruined Irony shirt you can get them in the shop.  I had a friend design a better looking version of it than appears in the comic, because I’m terrible at that sort of thing.

I had a dream last night that took place in a familiar location.  It’s like a combination of hotel school boat that would really have a hard time existing in reality.  I have no idea what the main part of the dream was like, but the end took place in what was, essentially, a diving bell.  I’ve actually been in this dream device before.  It’s about the worst designed diving bell a mind has ever come up with.  It travels through a tube, with no lights, to the sea floor where nothing is to see.  It’s barely big enough for two people and you have to stand up the whole time.  There’s also no air tube.  Once you hit the bottom it often tips over sideways and you are left with a tiny bubble of air for the ride back to the surface, which takes 20 minutes.  Why a person would make such a thing is really beyond me.  How they could then convince me to get in to it is also a mystery.  In this particular version of the dream I rode down to the bottom with a girl I didn’t know.  We stood back to back, up to our waists in cold water, as dictated by the terrible design of the bell.  Of course when we hit bottom the damn thing tipped over because she was shorter than me.  Then we rode back up with water up to our chins.  I woke up before we got there.  A stupid and unpleasant dream by all accounts.



I just today realized that I could hit comment to read the blog on the white page.


Anyway. Brooksie. Shirts! Cowering options. Dream? Sentences that consist of one word.

Wait, didn’t they just swap shirts? So how come Nina’s still wearing a t-shirt? Shouldn’t Jolene be wearing it?

And you sir Author really need to stop eating cheese before bedtime.

I think they just traded their overshirts.

But there’re no buttons on Nina’s shirt, either before or after the switch.

Well, it’s not as if you could make out any buttons on Brooksie’s shirt, is it? I know what you mean, but it’s simply a matter of not caring to draw every single line on a shirt that is buttoned close anyway.
To be honest: On dark shirts you’ll often not see the actual line of buttons from a certain distance if closed. So there’s even natural reasoning for it. ;)

Really similar to the Navy Damage Control Trainer (Fond memories of the “USS Buttercup”. You may have been channeling some poor recruit. Love the strip.

Old Guy

Brooksie is like an Energizer battery, but filled with awesome instead of energy. Well, energy too, but the point is her awesome just keeps going and going!

Y’know, unless there’s an unlicensed nuclear accelerator on your back, hunting ghosts just doesn’t seem quite as fun.

Well, since no one else is saying it: Hotel school boat? That sounds like the Suite Life on Deck. You know, that one show on Disney Channel? No? Okay… I’ll just sit over here in my corner…

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