UPDATE:
Hey Mountain Timers! I kinda wandered onto a plane and ended up a few thousand miles away from my super-advanced Mountain Time-making equipment, so Mountain Time is on break until, like, next Thursday?
The first ending I wrote revealed that the rhombus was a sentient being that was likely to kill anybody who wrote anything down, but then I thought up the magazine journalism joke and figured that anyone reading this who holds a magazine journalism degree might identify with it, print it out, and hang it in their cubicle at their non-magazine-journalism job. That seems to be the highest degree of recognition a webcomic can hope for (except for when people make rad interpretations of your art), so, you know, I had to go for it.
If only this comic had been made back when I declared my major… But thanks for making me something to hang in my cubicle at my non-magazine journalism job! It’ll look good next to Goldie and the Pac-Man ghost of Austin/Waco.
No! Why couldn’t chimney foot have stayed there!? I am of uncomfortable shark and am in desperate need of whatever they’re selling!
I hear that, I print out comics for the ol’ cubicle once in a while..
I love the direct punchline here, it’s nice to have those once in a while.
ohhh I got linkeded again ;-; <3
Li’l G: Yes! It worked exactly as planned!
HHP: Sorry. It WAS an amazing new product, too.
ColdFusion: I figure I can get away with a direct punchline so long as I then write a whole paragraph calling attention to it.
Mountain Time breaks make me understandably sad, but Mountain Time breaks where a link to my art is sitting on the front page for long times.. soften the blow. :)
I wonder if Chimneyfoot could have claimed that rhombus for the Euclidean Pixies?