One week later... Posted on Tuesday 16Nov04, at 11:34 pm.   So, some people have asked me, Kite, what the hell, those comics last week, what happened? I say to you, they CAME, they were just late. Also, no, this will not be a common event with us. This, I promise. I think we worked out our kinks with this update. I would like to note…it’s still Tuesday in some parts of the world! So, last week, there was no new rant for me. No comic no rant. Oh sure, comics came, and they were good and all, but still. So it has been a week and a half since my last rant, yet I have nothing new to talk about. Instead, I will tell you about what I HAVE been doing. I moved. No, I don’t mean like…my leg. Though, yes, lots of leg moving was involved. I worked all weekend, and moved while I was not working. I have not watched TV. I have been on the internet very sparsely. These things are unusual for a slacker like me. My body did its part and did not complain while I did all of this work, but when I stopped, oh there was hell to pay. Body: stay down Me: I still have to put shower curtains up and I do have work tonight and… Body: STAY DOWN MOTHER FUCKER Me: Ow. I also believe I inhaled a few metric tons of dust. It is hard to be sure, but I am left with a real nasty cough after moving, and I blame the dust. I did not know that much dust could accumulate in three short years. I left the place in shambles, I did. We are so not getting our deposit back. Let me tell you a story. Once, just once while I lived there, I had friends over. See, I don’t like people in my room. I am very picky about that. I go to other people’s houses, they do not go to mine. The reason why is shit like what happened when Zack and Shawn came over this one time. My brother bought me a dart board for Christmas shortly before they came over. You might see where this is going. An errant dart came rather close to one of us, could have been me, could have been someone else, I don’t remember. However, another arrow was thrown. A dart war ensued. Yes…we lobbed metal darts at each other. There are now about 300 tiny holes in my bedroom wall. That security deposit will never be seen again. I have no excuse for any of this, other than “it was damn funny at the time.” Maybe, maybe this explains why I don’t like people over here now. There is a certain brand of chaos my friends bring to the party. My bedroom is a place of peace. Tranquility. Everything my friends are not, in other words. I have a lot of even more wonderful stories about my friends, but I will hold on to those for now. I might have an update somewhere down the road where I need a good story. But, let me assure you…this was really one of the most tranquil of my stories. The most interesting thing about this room are the walls. At about 60% up the walls hit a 45 degree angle. Being a tall man, I have already hit my head several times. I think the person designing this house had just this in mind. Maybe, maybe this is The Sims karma. I took out walls and made them die, they slant my walls and give me large bruises on my head. It all evens out karmically…I hope. Is that even a word? Doesn’t matter. I’ve been rewarded for my unique spelling choices! We got a hit by someone searching for “felatio” I am more than happy to lend my unique spelling habits to this webcomic. Also, Britney Spears Harry Potter Matrix Shakira David Beckham 50 cent Iraq Lord of the Rings Kobe Bryant Tour de France election results exit polls tera reid Arafat daily mirror the incredibles star wars the oc kerry concedes obama camilo mejia ashlee simpson mount st Helens john kerry george bush iraq Christopher reeve iran linuq agenlina jolie …let’s see what THAT does. Bring it on, Google! Also, there will be a show going on in Atlanta at Smith’s Olde Bar featuring a band called Dogs Die In Hot Cars. I have only heard one song by them, but I plan on hearing more. It is free to get in with three cans of any brand of food, which will be going to the Atlanta food bank. I do believe this in hopes of raising some food stuffs for the annual Thanksgiving thing they hold every year where they feed the homeless with some good food. So, if you enjoy good music, and doing good things for people down on their luck, give the show some consideration. I’ll be there. Look for a tall fat man in glasses. I will more than likely be wearing my new favorite “The Beatles” hat, so look for that. If you see me, tell me you are a big fan of the comic. It will make me instantly like you, and want to have sex with you. Doors open at 6, band goes on at 6:30. Hope to see you there. KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! Posted on Tuesday 16Nov04, at 11:59 pm. by Comic Is what I thought of first. Also, sex? Even with guys huh? I see! © Hite & Shaezer. Applicable material © DG