The main issue that I always have is that my brade routinely seeks vengeance. I don't know if this is just my brade, or it's a problem with brades in general, but I do think that I might do better if it sought something else every once in a while.

More news on the next Necrowombicon straight from Fatrick himself:

If you haven't already done so I would highly recommend that you check out the news story regarding Unlimited Saga over at the Madman's café. Scroll down to the story from 7/10/02. Here is a quote from the story:

NO LOVE AND HATE

I'm not sure what this shit is meant to accomplish, Apple, aside from pissing me off.

You can get the SOF2 patch here, and see a list of fixes - and several additional features - here. I was looking to have the new MP5SD, new maps, and new gametype for a LAN party I'm heading to this weekend, and it looks like I got it. Fresh.

Here is the latest update from Fatrick:

The first thing I did when I got back into town was go over to Tycho's and pick up the copy of Warcraft 3 he had waiting for me. The rest of the crew has been playing it quite a bit and I know they have all commented on it here at length. I knew that if I wanted to play with them I was going to have to catch up fast. I spent much of last night battling computer opponents and learning the Night Elf tech tree. By early morning I had a pretty solid build order and I felt like even though I was still getting my ass handed to me I had learned a lot. All I'm gonna say on the topic is the game is a work of art. When I play most games I can see that it was originally conceived by artists who carefully designed its characters and environments. Then those ideas get molested beyond recognition during their voyage from concept to actual game . For proof of this just take a peek at the concept art for one of your favorite titles. Chances are you will find gorgeous paintings or sketches full of character and texture. Then look at the final product and tell me if they don't share only a passing resemblance. Warcraft 3 is an exception to that rule. It's like every single part of the game was hand crafted by artists. The original vision of their extremely talented concept artists has been faithfully reproduced in three dimensions. The character models are perfect representations of the original designs, and that is no easy task. From the interface to the smallest lily pad floating in the water this game is beautiful in every way that a game can be beautiful.

Let's talk about the rule.

I just wanted to make a quick update. I was out of town all last week so I am way behind on my e-mail. I know that by the end of last week messages were just bouncing back to people. I will try and catch up this week. Just wanted to let you all know I’m not dead.

The very moment winners were been announced at the Cartoonist's Choice Awards, we immediately regretted having rejected our nominations. Then we remembered that, wait, we were Cartoonists, right? Why couldn't we Choose? An award, I mean?

Because Batjew said not to, and I respect that.

No Sir.

You won't hear another word out of me.

Oooooooooooh. That con.

I recognize that - under ordinary circumstances - Penny Arcade is not your source for comics about man's single-minded enthusiasm for putting one thing into another thing. Putting the lime in the coconut was only the tip of a terrifying iceberg covered in a carpet of unblinking eyes with the wild, animal look of a man who has killed. If you already knew that human beings were doing this kind of thing, by which I mean the spider-goat thing, my hat's off to you. We never heard about this shit until a week ago, which is surprising because when someone squeezes some Goddamn spider silk out of a goat's titty it's the kind of thing one expects to hear about. Industry is clacking its hideous mandibles with excitement over the applications of readily available spider silk, focused largely on the swinging and thwipping sectors of our economy. I'm making goofy jokes about it because I think that we are a young species that often fucks with things we don't know how to unfuck. It's a coping mechanism.