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Tycho

We have made a new strip available, and, well, what can I say.  We aim to please.

Actually, when I typed that, the strip itself wasn’t done yet.  We’re staying with Kiko (that’s right, Gameskins Kiko) while we’re down at the con, and he’s been kind enough to let us use his computers while we’re here.  I was going to use his OS X box to do my post, but Gabe seemed to express an interest in doing the strip on it so I let it ride.  I’ll probably try to do Monday’s post on there, just to see what it might be like.  Also, Kiko’s machine is pretty hot.  Not only does it sport the dual processors kids crave, he’s got that magnificent 22” studio display that defies my ability to describe it.  It just goes on and on and on, it’s like having a billboard on your desk.  Anyhow, yes.  Always interested in trying new dork things.

Speaking of staying with Kiko, almost everything about it is perfect except for the fact that ants are always crawling over me and biting me when I sleep.  Oh, the rest of my crew here likes to give me shit about it, saying that since they have no bites, how could I have any bites, but I’m not sure how that follows.  The fact of the matter - I’ve come to accept this, now - is that I am delicious to insects, and not just ants.  Every time I’ve gone camping or operated in an outdoor setting, it’s clear that local insect unions have been briefed on my arrival.  Tiny pamphlets circulated on dandelions or whatnot remind them to focus their terrible hungers on my tenderness.     

I was well prepared for Comic Con psychologically by E3, which I might prefer on the whole, but only because the huge-ass companies at the Electronic Entertainment Expo flash a lot more dough in order to impress you.  That illustrates the main difference between something like that and something like this, in that virtually anybody who wants to can probably go to Comic Con - and dammit, they do.  I’ve heard so many fantastic accents and languages just in the day and a half I’ve been here, it’s as though I’m collecting them.  I didn’t expect to be as tired physically as this event makes me.  It’s true that most of our mornings at the con are spent lifting heavy shit, as we’re sort of just hanging out to Kiko’s booth and we want to earn our keep, but if you can tell me why just sitting behind a table and meeting people for a day is exhausting I’d love to hear about it.  I’m still kind of overwhelmed by it, I’ll have more collected thoughts for my next update.  I’m meeting a few of them Keenspot types tomorrow for dinner - Greg Dean, for a start - so, God willing, I’ll have some stories to tell as well.   

Just to make it clear, clear, clear, we’re spending the con almost completely in the GameSkins booth, which takes up exhibitor spaces 20 and 21.  If we do go away for whatever reason, and I’m not saying that’s a for sure thing, we’ll leave you a note saying when we’ll be back.  If you’re stopping by the con, don’t be a stranger.  We do get so lonely

Last thing, I promise, and then I’m going to fall into the sort of deep sleep that is the domain of fairy-tales.  We’ve been very lucky with advertisers again this month, it’s hard to believe how lucky, because they’re companies I would have pimped this month anyway.  Witness Meridian 59 - the classic multiplayer RPG - back from the dead and craving your login.  That would have been a blessing all alone, even without the addition of PopCap Games, a bunch of guys we’ve said no end of good things about.  They’re releasing a few new games on their site this month, the dangerous Schedule One substance Insaniquarium among them.  I’d like to thank both groups for sponsoring Penny Arcade this month, and suggest that you give one or both of them a whirl.  They won’t steer you wrong.

(CW)TB out.

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Safety Monkey

Good morning, folks!  I haven’t read Tycho’s newspost yet, but somehow I doubt he remembered to remind you all that we’re still at the Gameskins booth, which is booths 20-21.  Penny Arcade isn’t listed in any of the guides, just look for Gameskins… it’s on one of the far walls, near the food court.

I’d like to thank the thousand or so of you who wrote in with tips for making a long drive more bearable.  NO THANKS to people who advised me to sleep (I was driving), drink alcohol or consume drugs, masturbate, or to those of you who kept sending me mail LONG AFTER I indicated we were leaving.  I’m still receiving tips, even now that I’m in San Diego.  I did end up burning some CD’s worth of Bill Cosby, Eddie Izzard, Lewis Black, and I’ve even got the BBC version of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, thanks to an astute and generous reader (Sorry, I lost your email in the cluster, and hence your name… but you know who you are, and I thank you.)  The drive itself didn’t turn out to be too bad… I guess my mind just kind of realized that the distance I had to travel was too great for me to even comprehend, and it kind of relaxed after that.  Truth be told, I barely even remember the drive down.

The ‘Con experience thus far can be largely be described as Exhausting, which I find to be a bit odd considering we spent all of today sitting on our asses at the aforementioned booth, signing posters.  On Tuesday, I thought “Ok, I’m tired because I’ve been driving.”  On Wednesday, I thought “All right, now it’s because I’ve spent the entire day in manual labor, constructing the sleek Gameskins booth from raw materials such as unprocessed steel, iron, and lumber.”  Today, I’ve got nothing, and it’s embarrassing.

Aside from being draining, the Con has been fairly fun.  It’s been nice to meet a bunch of the fans, even though I’m pretty sure the majority of you aren’t even cognizant of who I am.  It’s also been great to people-watch, and as I understand it, the freaks don’t start to REALLY come out of the wall until Saturday, so that should be pretty great as well.  I’ve started coming around to the Batjew school of thought, and tormenting folks has now become my primary source of entertainment.  For example, I like defacing the posters that people buy.  They give us $15, and we pull out a poster, and then I litter their new prize with permanent-marker chicken scratches.  We’ve also discovered that Jew is not above drawing potty stains on Tycho’s crotch, so those of you sitting at home are really missing out on the Penny Arcade Experience (coming to a Vegas casino this fall!).

By the by, thanks to everyone in the forums who had some guy come by the booth today and make us sign 24 posters in a single go.  As soon as I find that thread, I think I’m going to ban all of you.

There hasn’t been a lot of gaming news the last few days that’s really excited me, aside from the apparent collapse of Ziff-Davis.  There’s a new patch out for America’s Army, and I also want to remind you all that Moonbase Commander is coming out in a scant two weeks, so start saving those quarters.

That’s about it.  Hope to see more of you over the next few days… I’m awfully lonely, and in need of the kind of validation that only throngs of total strangers can provide.

(CW)Safety Monkey

P.S.  rstevens is SOOOO hot.  I want to have like a hundred of his babies.

Tycho

Just woke up, because two thirds of my body was covered in ants.  I’ve been rubbing my legs and face with honey before I go to bed, which I now realize was ill-conceived.  Tonight, I wholly expect these little bastards to pick me up and carry me away, Gulliver style.

I was so tired the night before that I fell asleep during a conversation, and I need to be that tired before I don’t feel bugs all over me.  I say all this to give you some context if you do come over and meet me, I want to clarify that I don’t typically scratch all over myself or punctuate discussions with “Ants!” every so often.  It ocurred to me to suggest that if you see a man behaving in this fashion, it is more than likely me, but you should see some of the nutrolls that troll this event.  Mr. “Itches And Says Ants” properly describes fifty people I’ve seen with my own eyes. 

(CW)TB

Gabe

I wanted to make a quick update this morning since I have been kind of quiet on the page recently. I can’t even begin to describe how freaking tired I have been at night. We brought all kinds of video game equipment with us with the assumption that the evenings here would be spent gathering shines and dance dancing. I am here to tell you that this could not be further from the truth. Like the other guys above, I can’t tell you why sitting on my ass for 10 hours takes such a toll on me physically but it does. We come home each night exhausted. Last night was especially bad as I decided that I would try and draw the comic on Kiko’s Mac. Not only was I new to OSX but I had also never seen Photoshop 7.0. So just trying to navigate to the goddamned programs and files I wanted was a bitch. Then when I finally got into PS I couldn’t find any of the tools I wanted and the ones I did find seemed to operate in new and unexpected ways. My first attempts at drawing the comic looked more like some excited kindergardner’s finger paintings than a comic strip. The entire situation was aggravated by my inability to keep my eyes open for more than a few minutes at a time. In fact when I woke up this morning I was honestly surprised to see a comic strip there at all. I have only the vaguest memories of finishing it last night. It all seemed like some kind of terrible dream.

I am looking forward to another day at the Con. As tired as I am when I get home I feel none of that while I am actually there. I have really enjoyed meeting everyone who stops by the booth. Except the guy who stopped by just to tell Tycho that I should not be allowed to make posts anymore becasue I’m not funny. That guy can eat a dick.

-Gabe out

Batjew

I don’t think I need to say anything else.  My life is a blur of fun at the expense of others.

Safety Monkey

Yes, the picture is great… but even better is what Tycho SAID after Jew grabbed his ass.

I don’t think I can have an erection ever again.”—Tycho Brahe, 2002

Tycho

I’m only testing something here.  Don’t mind meeeee!

(CW)TB