JUNE VOTING INCENTIVE READY TO BE INTERCEPTED!!!
I asked my fine patrons on Patreon about the nouns they wanted to see in a voting incentive. Then I collected them all, put them to a chaotic vote, and am going to spend the next while making those noun dreams a reality through crazy voting incentives!
VOTE TO SEE NOUNS BY THE POUNDS!!!
As for this comic...
Sometimes a comic just requires you to draw a whole bunch of vehicles and landscapes and roads and stuff. Those are my least favorite comics because it's the stuff I really hate drawing, but they're necessary every once in a while. This comic is one such example.
And I think you can maybe now sense where this comic is going. When I started this arc, I had one reader complain, saying something like, "Really? You're doing a con story? So many webcomics have done con stories and they're always a letdown. I just don't find the 'characters go to a con' storyline to be very interesting." Or something like that. And here's the deal: I completely agreed with every word he said.
But this story arc was never about the destination. It's all about the friendships we strain along the way.
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JUNE VOTING INCENTIVE READY TO BE INTERCEPTED!!!
I asked my fine patrons on Patreon about the nouns they wanted to see in a voting incentive. Then I collected them all, put them to a chaotic vote, and am going to spend the next while making those noun dreams a reality through crazy voting incentives!
VOTE TO SEE NOUNS BY THE POUNDS!!!
As for this comic...
Sometimes a comic just requires you to draw a whole bunch of vehicles and landscapes and roads and stuff. Those are my least favorite comics because it's the stuff I really hate drawing, but they're necessary every once in a while. This comic is one such example.
And I think you can maybe now sense where this comic is going. When I started this arc, I had one reader complain, saying something like, "Really? You're doing a con story? So many webcomics have done con stories and they're always a letdown. I just don't find the 'characters go to a con' storyline to be very interesting." Or something like that. And here's the deal: I completely agreed with every word he said.
But this story arc was never about the destination. It's all about the friendships we strain along the way.
Hmmmmm.
So much for the glasses. What will Puck & Phoebe do next.
Hmmmmmmm
The glasses, they did nothing!
Neither did the college door reference.
Hmmmmmmmmmm.
“Zoinks! There’s nothing out here but that spooky old truck stop and hotel. Me and Scoob are going to check out the restaurant, while you guys fill the tank.”
Jeepers.
“Jeepers”???!?
NO-no-no-no-no!!!
The proper response is “Jinkies!”
#Know_Your_Tropes
😛
“Jeepers” was a different character, in a whole different TV-show:
[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Larson]
Well, depends, right? Daphne is jeepers. Velma is jinkies.
Maybe the Harlem Globetrotters are passing through? Though really, you could have anybody “passing through” you want to introduce or drop in.
And this is why I actually look at the path the phone is telling me to take.
And I occasionally find that there are computer games with better pathfinding abilities than phones.
They’re right most of the time. But when they’re wrong, they’re REALLY wrong.
One of the most famous of these “glitches” was when a driving-app directed a car to make its way up to Newfoundland, then turn EAST & head to London, UK.
😛
All depends on the kind of car you have. If you got one of them James Bond water cars, you’re good.
Assuming you can find an underwater gas station along the way 🙂 Also is there a high res version of the comic somewhere. I cont seem to read the bottom of the sign.
Hi-res is only on Patreon at the moment. But the bottom of the sign just says, “We hope you enjoyed your stay!”
Pathfinding in games rarely needs to deal with incorrect input data.
I guess you are one of those that wants to see if their route includes “In 200 metres, turn right on Temporary Ice Road.”, which is a boat-launching ramp in the middle of June.
Civilization? I’ll stay right here.
It’s overrated, though.
but its got internet connection!
also, i´m totally calling it that they won´t make it to that convention…..ever.
Good calling it.
You’ve never had to butcher your own hog in front of your and your neighbors kids because he wasn’t interested in making piglets.
Can’t say that I have.
Me neither. Thank goodness.
That’s interesting.
I thought that particular interest was powerful in males of ALL species.
Your All is in the wrong place.
The question is not, is it in the males of all species, but rather, is in int all males of any species.
@[LaughingDemon]:
Thanks for reminding me — I loved that song!
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FNJ5EuU1hYU]
whoever said men were lousy with directions, has OBVIOUSLY never met a succubus disguised as Velma.
We’re fine with navigation, we’re just lousy at giving directions. You just gotta take the left at the place where the old mill used to be, then go into town until you hit the Quik Trip, then keep going the rest of the way through town until you’ve passed two Culver’s, then turn right.
My mother-in-law still navigates solely with landmarks to this day. What’s more, she’ll navigate using landmarks that are NO LONGER THERE. “Turn at the fruit stand, though I guess there hasn’t been a fruit stand there for a few decades, but it used to have a fruit stand, and then go straight past the big tree that fell down twelve years ago.”
Ankh-Morepork directions.
Being dictated by Rincewind…
And then there are people who just aren’t believed.
Take the next exit.
This is our exit.
We might want to move over? Oh, never mind.
I did tell you, you didn’t want to get off.
You speak from experience, it seems…
Yup. That was not a pleasant afternoon.
She has many talents, but directions aren’t one of them.
I call my GPS “Loki” because she so often leads me astray.
Trickster indeed.
I like it.
This story arc is so going to have a haunted house in it.
Enh, I don’t want to disappoint. No haunted house. But maybe a haunted woods.
I’ll take a haunted woods adventure over cosplay convention antics any day. I can’t wait for the “Jason vs. The Daughter of Satan” match-up.
That sounds like a place to go where Michael Meyers has taken over a Tim Horton’s with that Buffalo Bill guy behind the door.
They’re in Canada, which means that it will be Mike Myers DRESSED UP AS Michael Myers… lol
Scooby-Doo, where are you?
Moving out of cell reception.
“Ruh roh, roh bars, Raggy”.
I love how you included the ‘B’ on bars, because you realized that written Scooby talk is well nigh impossible to understand. It’s a realization that I’ve made myself.
It took double and triple takes. Thinking back, he does at least enunciate the ‘b’s in “A-rooby-rooby-roo”.
It’s just the first letter in every word that gets the Scooby ‘R’. But that’s enough to completely obscure meaning sometimes, especially in written form.
I sincerely hope that our Scooby-Doo says this at some point. I’d love to see that.
“Scooby-Dooby-Doo, where are you? You’re out of cell reception. Scooby-Dooby-Doo, where are you? You’ve got some misconception.”
This is gold.
“Scooby-Dooby-Doo, where are you? You know you’ve got to go there. But Scooby-Dooby-Doo, see it through. You’re on the edge of nowhere.
“You know you’ve got a mystery to solve, so Scooby, get ready to go back, things look black. And Scooby-Doo, you’ll see it through, before these guys ransack your Scooby-Snack, that’s a fact.
“Scooby-Dooby-Doo, where are you? You’re lost without direction. But we can count on you, Scooby-Doo, sit up and make objection.”
Eh, relax. What’s the worst that could happen? (Says I, perfectly safe at home . . . ain’t I a stinker!)
Well, things aren’t really very fun when the worst doesn’t happen.
that’s ok, Murphy delivers.
OH please, Murphy was a bleedin’ opt’mist…that’s what Finnegan always said any ways. Now me, I use holistic land navigation. Funny thing, never get the route I want. But always get the route I NEEDED and arrive on time if not early.
I think a certain Dirk Gently does something similar.
Indeed, obviously he stole it from me. 🙂
Someone obviously put that sign up as a joke.
“But this story arc was never about the destination. It’s all about the friendships we strain along the way.”
Ha! 🙂
Sometimes I’m clever.
My house is on the other side of that sign. The gang is certainly welcome to stop by. We’ll have drinks. And extra sugary soda for the kids and Phoebe.
“And if you need to go to the washroom, there’s a hole out back…”
We aren’t heathens out here. We put walls and a roof over it. Mind the bees, though.
Luxury!
Never argue with a woman, especially if her father is the Lord of Darkness, you’ll always lose. Even if you win, you’ll lose.
Good point.
As a former truck driver, I can certainly state some people can have the absolutely best data and STILL get the route fabulously WRONG!!!
And phone navigation apps are among the worst offenders of the breed.
That is one of the main reasons I would call ahead to where-ever i had to pickup/deliver (If I had never been there before) and asked for someone on the loading dock to give me directions.
Strange as it seems, directions from receptionists or other office workers never seemed to work (something about THEY have no idea a 25 foot tractor pulling a 52 foot trailer can’t go down the same road a four-wheeled compact can)
Smart man. As someone who lives in an area with many roads wholly unsuited to large trucks, this makes sense. My usual road to work is one such route: long, winding, with sharp turns and steep hills, and one particular stretch that has a sharp turn ON a steep hill. I periodically see large box trucks turning down that road (often rentals driven by hapless people) and I think, “You poor, foolish soul.”
The Sherman Cut or Kenilworth?
Neither. Though both qualify. My route is Old Ancaster Road. Less travelled but even more treacherous.
Imagine a tractor-trailer trying to go up the Queen St Hill?
James Street hill is even worse. Grade is nuts.
LoL
Whomever said men don’t ask for directions never met a trucker.
(maybe a “super-trucker”, but not a trucker).
for those of you who don’t know, there are 3 types of truck driver:
1) wheel-turner (usually a noob who knows he is new); he/she barely knows how to get the vehicle down the road.
2) trucker; what he/she doesn’t know about transporting cargo isn’t worth knowing… but he’s trying to learn it.
3) super-trucker; wheel turner who thinks he’s a trucker
“Strange as it seems, directions from receptionists or other office workers never seemed to work (something about THEY have no idea a 25 foot tractor pulling a 52 foot trailer can’t go down the same road a four-wheeled compact can)”
I’m an office worker. I can support this. 25-ft delivery vehicle is way too far out of our experience. Ask to talk to the loading dock.
ESPECIALLY a 52 foot trailer. I assume together, you’re talking 72 feet to manage.
Actually; that is quite accurate.
We’re also talking about 13 ft, 6 inches tall (4+ meters).
You’d be amazed how many times I’ve had directions that sent me ‘under’ obstacles less than 10 foot (3 meters) high.
No, I would not. I know I forget height, I can only assume other clueless folks do too.
You know, I wonder if some of those receptionists own a stake in 11-8.com
Daphne (the furry one, not Puck dressed up as): Let me see that phone. 255 Front Street in Possum Lake?! The convention is supposed to be in Toronto! No wonder we are lost!
Phoebe: I picked the one that was closest. I figured that was the one we wanted.
(Fun fact, the last few seasons of Red Green were recorded at the CBC building across Front Street from the Metro Convention Centre in downtown Toronto.)
Which of course, means that a show set in very rural Ontario was recorded in about an urban environment as you can get in Ontario.
Oh Red Green. I am one of the few people who used to watch the precursor to Red Green and the show that was the origin of the character: Smith & Smith. It was Steve Smith and his wife running a charmingly low-budget variety show on local Hamilton television. Red Green first came into existence on that show, but he wasn’t exactly the same character. I believe he wore a wooden duck on his head. And the Red Green that eventually got his own show also incorporated elements from another Steve Smith character on that show, who I think was called Handyman Dan. I’d look it up but this show is honestly so obscure that I can’t find much on it.
The dawn of Canadian culture. Such as it is.
“Fun fact, the last few seasons of Red Green were recorded at the CBC building across Front Street from the Metro Convention Centre in downtown Toronto.”
That IS a fun fact. It explains Ranger Gord.
Oh well, civilization is overrated anyway. 😉
Word.
Truth story now.
A bit more than a decade ago, before I started using Google Maps on a smartphone for navigating, I had an older model GPS. After a couple years, it started asking me to log onto the company’s website and update the maps. Since that turned out to be a $150 service, I ignored it. Then another year went by and it started getting… glitchy. (Pre-programmed obsolescence, I suspect).
What convinced me to put it under my car wheels and drive back and forth over it a dozen times, was when the thing actually started swapping saved addressed and their labels around. I was 40 minutes late for a job interview because instead of the new address I’d saved into it the day before, it decided to send me to my rarely visited stepsister’s house instead. She lives on the entirely wrong end of the city, and by the time I’d figured out I was nowhere NEAR where I should have been, I was already late for my interview at that point. Manually entering the address directly took me to the right place, but I ended up, as stated, 40 minutes late.
Fortunately my prospective new boss was both a little desperate for help, and familiar with the concept of technology doing what it’s supposed to do being more a hopeful wish than a certainty. I’ve been working for him for 11 years and counting.
Still… f#@$ that GPS.
Yeah, a bit of a GPS racket, I suppose. Until Google forced them all into bankruptcy.