Comic for Wednesday, April 30th, 2008

Posted: 7:40 am, Wednesday, April 30th

Alright, the body of this is going to be super-short, because.. well, OK, so remember I dropped my laptop last January? No, why would you remember that, you all have lives. I dropped my laptop last January. It held in tough for about a week, and then conked out. So I sent it off to Dell and about two fucking months later it got back from its tour of India and ran about as fine as it ever did (which is not that fine - about a month into owning this thing, either I fucked it up, or something went south on its own, because this thing is hella slow). And then in maybe July or August - August, I think, because I don't remember this being a probelm for very long - the screen conked out to where only the top third works. Thankfully, RAW had a spare monitor laying around, and we hooked that up to it, so I had an immobile laptop hooked up to a positively monstrous monitor. Good enough! So then yesterday, I forced myself to stop playing GTA for a bit and get some work done on a story I'm working on, except after I e-mailed Tree or something to tell him about dominoes, the monitor went black and started smelling like an electric fire. Whooo! So right now, I'm writing this on the top third of the screen, which is not ideal. Thankfully again, however, my parents have a spare monitor up at the house, where I'm going this weekend with 2.0, CK and 15 to hit the Baseball Hall of Fame out in Cooperstown. I've got the strips drawn for the week already, so this shouldn't screw things up too badly. Only thing is that Monday's may be hand drawn or something, depending on what time we get back. Yeah, upon getting a job, first order of business is buying a new fucking computer.

I guess that wasn't super short. But I'll be checking in more in the comments coming up, since I can check the web on 2.0's computer, but can only post the comic from this one. Ugh, what a revoltin' development. I wish I could film what I'm doing right here, so you all could see the level of dedication I'm rocking getting this strip up today. It's kind of hilarious.

bullfrog

MNP -- Wednesday, April 30 2008, 09:43 am

we appreciate your devotion, Bullfrog. A day just isn't the same if I can't begin it with a 5bucks.

And let's face it - I'm not doing a whole helluva lot else.

I got a spare monitor too, if you need one. It's a 15 inch (I think) HP that weighs about 80 pounds but it it color and it works. It is currently serving as a place to stack various papers and mail on. If you take it, I'm not sure where I'll put my various papers and mail, but that's OK.

If you don't take it, anyone know where I can bring this to either donate or recycle (Queens)? I'm too lazy to look this up myself and unfortunately there's not a Recycling Man in my neighborhood who knocks and people's doors and asks if they have anything to recycle. That's probably about the only other way I'd get rid of it.

Actually, I'm trying to reach a recycling center in Queens right now that works with the Lower East Side Ecology.. Group or something. I'll let you know what they tell me. I know there's a Brooklyn community recycling event in a few weeks, but I'm out of town that weekend.

I'll let you know, Ted, if my parents' monitor for some reason doesn't work. Thanks for the offer, yo.

I donated my monitor to the Mercy Center in the Bronx. Ted, I can get you contact info if you're interested.

Hey, MNP, Hansbrough's little brother is transferring to the Irish, if you haven't seen that yet...

Honey, you know I left the new computer at home, and you are more than free to use it if you like.

[holding back urge to make crack about PCs....]

I saw! Or, more accurately, Mr. MNP who is working in London this week, saw and emailed me (makes me suspicious about how much work actually gets done in London...) very exciting. Although I saw Ben Hansborough play in the tourney a couple times and he's no Tyler.

I love this description of Hillary's staged stop at a gas station...

http://thecaucus.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/04/30/clinton-stops-at-the-pumps/

Thanks crownover, but the only time I go to the Bronx is when I need to pay my respects to Joe D., the greatest living player, and think fondly of an era when the Yankees were good and made me secretly wish I played for them.

The cyrogenics have done bad things to your logic skills, Ted's Head.

On a serious note, have you ever compared Joe D's statlines with Ted's, the years Joe D won the MVP? Holy fuck, they were travesties.

Here's some other controversial MVP voting:

http://espn.go.com/mlb/s/2001/0925/1255347.html

I'm really the last male in the room that could hold an intelligent conversation about baseball statistics, but man - the OBP in the two years cited for Ted Williams (.499 and .551) - that's just gawdy.

Frogo used to routinely whoop me in video game baseball ("it's a LASER BEAM", "... on a magic carpet ride") by duping me with all of the tricks that I somehow repeatedly fell for (send the man on 1st to 2nd, MJL attempts to throw to 2nd, frog's runner on 3rd proceeds to score).

I recall Bitter being the only guy that I could come close to hanging with.

I am so fucking pumped that the Astoria beer garden, just up the street from my old place, is in a video game. For my next trick, I hope to have my high school somehow be a plot element in "Halo 4".