Comic for Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

Posted: 7:37 am, Wednesday, August 30th

I just finished drawing the rest of this week's strips, finally, and I can quite assuredly say that Ron's shirt will never again appear in a Five Bucks to Friday strip. I hate it. But I hope everyone's digging the current storyline - it was more or less written with today's edition, and the top-bar song, in mind. (Jimmy Eat World's A Praise Chorus, which is just such an awesome song to listen to when you're 24 and getting ready to go paint the town red.)

I don't have a whole lot of stuff for the blog today - work's been friggin' nuts. My one co-worker's on her annual nine-week vacation, and another is out this week and evidently told everyone to come to me with anything they need. Need a proposal edited? Go to Bullfrog. Need a brochure designed? He'll do it! Too stupid to open a fucking Word document? Better send him an e-mail with the little red exclamation point in Outlook! Bleh.

So, we'll just make things brief and save most of what I've got from today for tomorrow, and hope that between the two, we can add up to one whole decent day worth o' blogging. By the way, I think I've made the executive decision to take Monday off. It's Labor Day, I'm sure you'll all be out running around doing something more interesting than reading a webcomic and following some links you could probably find on your own if you hit up Fark or Deadspin or something.

So! The Daily Irish! I'm using another clip from the invaluable Blue-Gray Sky video vault or whatever they're calling this thing, and it's another good-luck rememory of the Irish whuppin' the Ramblin' Wreck o' Georgia Tech, from way back in the day, 1953.

Good times, good times. I think the pass at 1:23 was beyond awesome.

I came close to letting today's Nightmare off the hook because they're from Indonesia, but I believe that the sucktacity of pastel faerie drawings and bad .html supercede cultural boundaries. So there it is.

OK, sorry for the brevity, but I needs my sleep.

bullfrog

That was an awesome hop-pass. I kept looking for Doug Flutie to come out and execute the drop kick.

On a related note. Why did they keep panning to the guy waving the conferderate flag. That must have been a GT fan. Its impossible to tell who is cheering for who in black and white.

I've been reading a lot of old press clippings on ND-Georgia Tech games (seriously, the season could start in five minutes and it wouldn't be soon enough), and all the Atlanta papers in the 20s and up to maybe the mid-50s oftentimes referred to Georgia Tech as "the Southerners." I'm assuming that was an unofficial moniker, but, yeah, that totally had to be a Tech fan.

I told 2.0 that it looked like she was quarterbacking on that pass. I'm pretty sure cursed at me and went to bed.

I'm very SMRT!

How nuts are Irish fans?

One of us scoured the interwebs and found the lead-in to Saturday's game. That's how nuts.

http://www.bluefoot.tv/movie3/