Archive for July, 2003

July 30, 2003
Posted @ 8:05 AM by Ananth in Rant | Comments Off on Many of you may have seen this before …

This is a good story about a good guy.

July 28, 2003
Posted @ 8:35 PM by Ananth in Rant | Comments Off on Guuuuuuuuh …

You would not believe how many old guys wearing speedos there were at the beach … The fat people actually don’t bother me so much, because they were all dressed decently … but SPEEDOS?! And I’m talking on anyone, not just old people here. Sure, swimming is one thing – I’m told wearing less makes you more aerodynamic underwater (?), but … guh … please, it’s the beach. Don’t inflict yourself on my eyes!

*is stabbed in the eyes by a speedo*

Posted @ 2:19 AM by Ananth in Rant | Comments Off on Official Otakon Post!

Hey all! This is our official Otakon post.

If you want to find us, we’ll be sharing a table with Dave from Paradox Lost, and maybe some others … I’m not sure. You’ll be able to find us there for much of the con, though I have a tendency to wander. We’ll probably look exactly like the pictures we have up in the creator’s bios. I for one will be wearing that hoodie, because the AC in the Convention Center is pretty hardcore.

We’ll be selling prints. Hawk will be bringing prints of Alice and prints of issue 15, which was one of the pictures that went up during final exam. I personally will be bringing prints of an image that’s going to go up the weekend we’re at Otakon … I showed it to Hawk, and he seems to like it.

We’ll be there for all three days. Good thing that it’s summer – if anyone remembers the final day of the last Katsucon, then you know what I’m talkin’ about.

That should cover everything pertinent. Hope to see you there!

July 25, 2003
Posted @ 11:32 PM by Hawk in Rant | Comments Off on Click ‘OK’

I found this and thought it was funny.

Tech Support: “All right. Now click ‘OK’.”
Customer: “Click ‘OK’?”
Tech Support: “Yes, click ‘OK’.”
Customer: “Click ‘OK’?”
Tech Support: “That’s right. Click ‘OK’.”
Customer: “So I click ‘OK’, right?”
Tech Support: “Right. Click ‘OK’.”


Customer: “I clicked ‘Cancel’.”
Tech Support: “YOU CLICKED ‘CANCEL’???”
Customer: “That’s what I was supposed to do, right?”
Tech Support: “No, you were supposed to click ‘OK’.”
Customer: “I thought you said to click ‘Cancel’.”
Tech Support: “NO. I said to click ‘OK’.”
Customer: “Oh.”
Tech Support: “Now we have to start over.”
Customer: “Why?”
Tech Support: “Because you clicked ‘Cancel’.”
Customer: “Wasn’t I supposed to click ‘Cancel’?”
Tech Support: “No. Forget that. Let’s start from the top.”
Customer: “Ok.”

Tech Support: “All right. Now, are you ready to click ‘OK’?”
Customer: “Yes.”
Tech Support: “Great. Now click ‘OK’.”

Pause.Customer: “I clicked ‘Cancel’.”

Some people are just plain retarded.

July 23, 2003
Posted @ 6:23 AM by Ananth in Rant | Comments Off on There’s not really anything I can possibly say to redeem myself.

What?! Stop looking at me like that! You KNOW it’s funny.

Posted @ 5:51 AM by Ananth in Rant | 1 Comment »

She flipped through her textbook, and visions of binary and C danced in her eyes. The pages began to pile thick as they fell away from her fingertips – a folded scrap of paper shot out and drifted down to the cool autumn concrete, another love-letter on the downward spiral. She leaned over and picked it up, unfolded it with delicate fingers, and read it aloud.
“I hate you.”
She folded it and tucked it into her breast pocket. It was not the strangest letter she had ever received. But it’s the only one I’ll ever keep.

It had been a long time since the last city gave up it’s blood, a crimson answer to the law of nature – his nature. He remembered that, vaguely, like the hazy static of a satellite transmission breaking up. His mouth shaped into the slash of a crooked smile, baring long canines at either corner of his mouth, the instruments of their destruction – and ultimately, his own. He pulled the slide back on an old semi-automatic pistol and leaned his head against the wall. He had seen the savaged corpses of two antelopes at the foot of the hollowed out apartment building he had taken refuge within. Then he had heard the guttural growl of countless wolves in the darkness, seen the spectral gleam of a hundred pairs of eyes. He knew, for the first time in a thousand years, that he still had something to prove.

When he saw her next, in a shopping mall outside Rio, her fingernails were painted black. She wore dark eyeliner and darker lipstick, and he, in faded jeans and stained t-shirt, felt out of place. The moon, she said, had disappeared – but when he stepped into the parking lot with her he saw that it hung low in the sky, as pale as ever.
“There’s moonlight.”
They stood between a railing and a row of shopping carts. She shook her head and slipped her arm through the crook of his elbow; she called him a liar and pulled him out onto the rain-slippery asphalt.

This is me, tired. Sometimes I wonder why it seems as though there’s no more stories left in the world – and how many stories I’m missing, sitting around and thinking like that.

July 22, 2003
Posted @ 4:57 AM by Hawk in Rant | Comments Off on CGTalk “Choice Award”

I’m happy to annouce, Applegeeks Issue 23 (“Alice”) just received a CG Talk “Choice Award”. Go me! Anyways, this is my second Choice Award from CGTalk. That site rules.

So yeah, Ananth is back from his little vacation, which means we’re back making comics. Also, we need to talk about our trip to Otakon in August. That is correct, Applegeeks is taking a field trip to Otakon land. More about that later.