October 3rd, 2007
It doesn’t float my boat
You were due a different strip today, but I honestly don’t have the ink to finish it, so you get this one instead.
It’s my safety-net comic for if I should ever run out of ink.
Assuming that I’m not going to get any smarter in the near future, I will be creating a new safety-net comic as soon as I get back from the shops.




















I never understood that “Whatever floats your boat.” expression. I mean, boats float in just about any liquid, right? But where can you find a large enough body of any liquid other than water to float a reasonably sized boat in? Water’s pretty much the only thing to float a boat in, at least on this planet. Maybe there are lakes of milk on some planet in a distant galaxy…
I don’t know what to do when an artist runs out of ink. Should we throw a telethon?
If I were to run out of ink through poverty or circumstance, a telethon might be a good idea. But holding one on he premise that I just forgot that pens run out is a different thing altogether.
That said, I just recieved a nice email this morning from the manufacturer of the pens that I use informing me that they would like to send me some free. I’ll mention them by name when they arrive.
This is the best disaster comic since Titanic!
Do you think we should ask Celine Dion to sing the theme song?
Seraphine, there’s no need for threats.
One day later and I still haven’t managed to get any new pens etc. Though that might not be a problem. Turns out the manufacturer of the pens I use is sending an aid parcel for me. How cool is that?
Technically it’s the first step down the stairs to hell that is coporate sponsorship.