He proceeded to visit a second-hand-shop in which you are allowed to shop for only one second, and then a second-hand shop in which people smoke and you pay to inhale their smoke. As you have probably guessed, most of these shops had terrible business models and soon had to declare bankruptcy. You could say they were forced to throw up their hands.
That’s it. I don’t have anymore hand/shop puns.
Logistics are hard. When I write a to-do list, maintaining and finishing the list becomes a task of its own. This escalates and ends with all kind of notes and lists, both physical and digital, scattered in different locations, with interrelated directions and notes.
Some of them become so long that they require another, summarized note to keep view over everything. You end up hoarding a pile of self- and inter-referential notes, forming an endless cycle of directions and referrals to each other.
All of this because I don’t trust my own memory to hold a possibly important idea when it’s not written down somewhere.
And just like that, the to-do lists become part of the mess they were supposed to clean.
I’m tired of commercials that try to express feelings of warmth and ‘home’ and inspiration.
A man with a deep, soothing voice telling you about the virtues of life to denote some sort of authenticity or integrity, which really just isn’t there. As if this particular company is different from all the others: This company is here to help you personally, and it cares about you, rather than just selling you something (the product only appears at the end as if it’s secondary to the inspiring message).
And now half of the commercials are more or less like this. They’re competing in trying to come across as humane and non-commercial, by making increasingly expensive commercials.
Just tell me what I can buy from you.
This is mainly just me trying to make something sad and melodramatic. The comic is not supposed to be some sort of summary of modern life but rather an intentionally sad and sentimental rendition of it, depicting some of the bad parts. In fact, post-industrial life certainly seems a lot better than industrial or pre-industrial life. But still there are some issues that are very particular to our time and culture, and this comic shows a couple instances of this.
Also, the fact that the mode of transportation changes throughout the comic is not accidental. Hint hint.
I tried to think of the most mundane question possible, and this is what I could come up with. It’s not just the fact that it’s a banal question, it’s that it has become a kind of double cliché. I.e. how the stereotypical comedian in the 80s and 90s did airplane food jokes and other “What’s the deal with x?” stuff. Seinfeld of course being the go-to example.
And now, parodies of this kind of stand-up have become somewhat hacky themselves. And so you become what you make fun of. This is what happens when you take it even further: meta-parody.
Sometimes you just don’t want to go, even though you like the person. But you can’t just tell the truth and say: “I don’t want to spend time with you tonight.”, because you do like the other person and they will take it personally even though it’s really not.
Lying is the best, nicest solution, but when you get caught it will destroy everything.
The only conclusion here is that people do not appreciate honesty, that it’s considered mean–even when the intentions are the opposite–which makes things very Babylonian and complicated.
And then you become aliens.
Guy Who Reacts Dramatically To Trivial Things.
Some alternatives for the third panel include:
“The spider you thought you saw in your room was really just some dust.”
“There is still a slice of pizza in the fridge.”
“We made an error, I didn’t actually sink your battleship.”
“Suddenly my abilities in playing Mario Kart have radically decreased compared to two minutes ago, so now you suddenly stand a chance.”
“NEW: All red suits now 50% off!”
Or just, you know, “dank memes.” Ugh.
I will be writing short bits of text here below the comics just to provide some content besides the comics themselves. Let’s just say I have to do this for secondary marketing-reasons. This is not supposed to be regarded as part of the comics, nor anything particularly valuable. So it’s all about the comics; this is just some extra monologue from the person who makes them.
Also, even though this one contains a Venn-diagram, I will not be making any comics involving math or science etc. My goal is to be the opposite of the whole “geeky” comics genre.
The same goes for “slice-of-life” comics. You will not find them here.