Monday, December 13, 2010

Chapter 12, Page 2 The Fantasy Starts

Have sword, will travel.

There are some things that your typical gamer doesn't think about. Like the cost of living, how to find work, things that affect them in real life but they don't expect to come up in a game. Obviously, they never had Dad as a game master.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Chapter 12, Page 1 Warm Bed

Winter is a good time to sleep in.

Dang it. I actually know what I'm going to be doing now and my pen dies on me. I just barely got this episode inked. So I gotta buy a new .3 graphic pen before I can finish any more strips.

Other than that, life's pretty good.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Chapter 12, Title Page

Cover Art for Chapter 12

And here's Chapter 12. The title comes from something my Dad said about roleplaying games. "Building castles in the clouds is fine, until you try to collect rent."

I don't know if he was quoting someone or if he came up with that himself. He does like to quote people and he seems to have at least one for every occasion.

Anyway, I thought this chapter it'd be fun to focus on The Game, thus the chapter title.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 24 Weather

Minnesota weather is fickle.

Well, I feel stupid. I had this ready to go last week but totally forgot. *facepalm*

Oh well. Next is Chapter 12. If I just remember to color the title page.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 23 On the upside

And the good news is...

Yeah, that really helps lighten the mood, Dad. But at least he's trying, right?

You know, when this arc is over I'm going to have to figure out what to do next. I have a bunch of idea files, but I'm starting to realize how few of them include material from my teen years. They couldn't have been that uneventful, could they?

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 22 Panic rises

I locked myself in a cop car!

Sorry about the delay. I really have no good excuse. Well, I guess house sitting for my little sister for most of the month kinda counts, but it's still bad.

Anyway... Uh, yeah. I actually did lock myself in the back of a cop car. Not my best day.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 21 The driver reboots

Mary is a little slow on the recovery.

Sorry. I couldn't resist that pun.

Hmm. Other than that I think this episode speaks (or screams) for itself.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 20 System crash

One command at a time!

Pretty self-explanatory, I think. Mary's systems crashed, and so too will the family van.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 19 To quote Tennyson

Mary has quite the imagination. And a loose grasp of the classics.

Neither I nor Mary have much patience for poetry, with the exception of Tennyson. Particularly his poem, Ulysses. It helps that it's a pretty straight forward poem, which almost sounds like an oxymoron.

In any case, this is mainly a little character sketch of Mary and Ruth. I still don't understand why Ruth would want to dress like a grandma on a regular basis.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 18 Doing Both

Mary takes Peter for a walk.

Gotta love little red wagons. I think every family should have one. I always wished I could go on the sort of rides Calvin and Hobbs went on, but there wasn't a national park in my backyard. Oh well.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 17 Not road ready

Not the best driving strategy.

I'm back! Miss me? Well, know that I have house sitting and visits out of the way (nice seeing you, Dan!) I think I should be able to keep a better schedule. Or at least a slightly more consistent one.

Poor Mary. If she thinks this is nerve wracking... Let's just say I have a very good reason to not like driving.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

A delay

Sorry 'bout that.

I'm having a really hard time figuring out how to show the level of panic Mary feels behind the wheel. There are also a couple events coming up in story and in real life that are going to make things interesting for me. Uff da.

Anyway, I'm hoping the delay won't be long, but I wanted to give some warning, anyway.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 16 With great power...

Mary seems to have pressure control issues.

So which has Mary frightened more? The van or her Dad? It might be equal portions of both, actually. Having that much power, that much potential for destruction, at your potential control is a rather uncomfortable feeling. At least for her.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 15 Permit, sort of

Not quite a driving permit.

It's hard to write the way Mary (and by extension, I) really talk. Wall o' Text doesn't even begin to describe it.

That same difficulty may also explain why I haven't put Dad in the comic much.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 14 It falls to her

Nothing brings a family together like a thunder storm.

Let's be fair, first of all. Dad could sleep through an air raid siren, a little thunder and a screaming baby aren't going to even register. Besides, Mom is the one with the nurturing instincts. Dad's job is to chase bats out of the bedroom.

More on that later.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 13 Blue Girl

Tiny people do not take the cold well.

One of the problems with not having any extra padding is that there's nothing to protect you from the cold. Another is that you don't float very well. Both these problems make swimming rather difficult. Even unpleasant. It's too bad. I like swimming. Conny, not so much.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 12 Not at home

The person to whom you you are speaking has been temporarily disconnected.

What I remember is blinking and seeing my sisters making the strangest faces at me. Apparently they'd been trying to get my attention for some time. Dreaming with my eyes open? Stranger things have happened.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 11 Distracted

Talk about big game hunting.

So Mary is back in driving class. Or, at least her body is. As usual, keeping her mind in the same reality that her body inhabits proves a little too hard. Maybe if the classroom didn't feel like a rainforest.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 10 Bloop

Modest swimsuits can be embarrassing.

I really hated that swimsuit. It was quite possibly the worst design I have ever seen, just in terms of practicality.


Who designs swimsuits like this?
What the heck were the designers thinking?!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 9 Fuzzy Blue Trunks

Whose bright idea was it to make swimming trunks out of terry cloth?

You really should see the real thing. Or not, depending on your tolerances. Seriously, fuzzy blue swim trunks?? Who thought that terry cloth would make a good material for this? And why did Dad buy the thing?!

Pretty sure those trunks are significantly older than Mary, and it's starting to show.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 8 A growing fear

Someone really should reconsider what they're trying to do with those driver's ed videos.

I'm sure I'm not the only one who's had a bad experience with those scare-'em-straight driving videos. You know, the ones that go into gruesome detail on what happens if you drink and drive or otherwise behave like an idiot behind the wheel. As if Mary's imagination really needed fueling.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 7 Summer Teacher

Ever get the idea that summer teachers are a little bitter about their job?

The justification is that this makes the future drivers aware of how much they have to learn. I can't help but feel there might be another reason.

Gah. The end of the month is coming. Bills, deadlines, hoo-boy. I will try hard not to let it affect the update schedule.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 6 Fairies?

Shakespearean, Victorian, or Modern, pick your flavor.

I honestly don't know now if that's what they meant when they said they were fairies. I have a sneaking suspicion that it's not.

Mary, however, has, like I did, jumped to the conclusion that they must be in a play. She's got Shakespeare on the brain right now, so it's kinda justified.

Speaking of which, I just picked up a 1999 adaptation of that play from the library. Hope they did a good job with it. Adaptations of Shakespeare plays seem to be highly variable in quality.

Oh, and Mary is on her way to her first driving class. That was probably about as clear as mud from the context.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 5 Unscientific research

Occult: from the Latin word occultus (clandestine, hidden, secret), referring to 'knowledge of the hidden'

There are times when it seems that to be fine dining the dish should bear no resemblance whatsoever to the food it started out as. Not to say that I haven't had fancy food that tasted good, and looked like it did. I have. Even then, however, an individual with a sensitive stomach has to be careful. It's impractical to do a thorough lab analysis on everything that might possibly end up on your plate. That's where things like this pendulum come in. It's just a normal metal washer on a string, so I guess I can see where people would be dubious. Still, to call it occult? And to prove it doesn't work by removing it from the source of the electromagnetic fields (or whatever) that it would be interacting with? The explanation that it works by the subconscious manipulating the involuntary twitchings of the hand holding the pendulum seems rather silly, as well. Especially since the thing has indicated that foods I *like* are bad for me to eat. (I happen to like raw tomatoes. I can't eat them as they give me heart burn.)


Simply a reminder that just because you don't understand something that doesn't mean it's supernatural.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Heat related intermission

It's way too hot. And I don't have A/C. Because of that, the next episode is going to be delayed a bit. My brain is melting, my skin is becoming one with whatever surface it comes in contact with, and you do not want to know about my digestion.

By the end of the weekend I should (I hope) have A/C and will be able to complete the last couple of steps necessary for the strip without having to dive into the freezer every 30 seconds. Thank you for your patience.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 4 Permit to panic

Not looking forward to the school part.

Not really sure if that first panel is clear. Mary's supposed to be eating a sandwich. And talking with her mouth full. Bad manners!

Anyway, Mary finds out that she's going to be taking driver's ed so she can get her permit. Funny how I (er, Mary) tend to find out about these things after they've been set up.

Sorry about the delay. I was visiting family for most of last week. My sister has an absolutely adorable little baby wood mouse that she rescued.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 3 Same old Mary

It makes sense in her head. Not so much to those watching.

Teenager or not, Mary is still Mary. And her sisters still think she's nuts.

They're probably right. Mostly.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 2 Ill timed freakout

Mary is experiencing some technical difficulties. Please excuse the screaming.

Talk about flawed logic, though she does have some reason to be concerned. There are few thoughts as horrifying as the possibility of being mistaken for your Dad's wife.

Not that Mary has much to worry about there. Most people mistake Dad for being in her grandparents' generation. But Mary is used to the way her parents look, so she doesn't consider this.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Chapter 11, Page 1 Growth Spurt

Relative height of parents and children is not determined by rules of perception.

Actually, I should be drawing Mary a bit taller right now, but it's still rather difficult for me to picture a child being taller than her parents. Even though there's no rule that says that can't happen and in fact it seems to almost be the norm. Especially in a case like this when the parent in question is a couple inches from being clinically a dwarf. Or is that midget? I get the two terms mixed up sometimes.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Chapter 11, Title Page Rite of Passage

Chapter 11 cover

New chapter! Finally! I would have gotten on this sooner, but I've had a really bad cold. I've been barely able to play video games let alone do anything productive. I'm starting to feel better, so hopefully I'll get MQC back on track.

Anyway, Mary's 15 now, so there are certain things she'll have to experience this summer. Good luck!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 18 Misunderstanding

A reference to Calvin And Hobbs. You should read it.

Mary is referencing Calvin and Hobbs here. For those of you who know Yiddish you may be able to guess what word Mary found.

I feel for Mom sometimes. She's the one sane person in the house more often than not.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 17 Language hazard

Language is a dangerous thing.

Well, Dad certainly does have good lungs.

Yiddish is a very, ah, colorful language.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 16 She's a goy

Yiddish is a colorful language.

In case the title is confusing, 'goy' is Yiddish for non-Jew, goyim is the plural. Now, why would such a thoroughly goyish family have a book on Yiddish? For that matter, why would that family have an Elijah cup? (A cup traditionally used during the Passover.) Well, why not? We worship a Jew, after all.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 15 Lint!

Not your average middle-aged dad.

You think I'm making this up, don't you? And, yes, that's my Dad's blog. One of them, anyway.

Sorry for the absence, to those of you still reading this (about half a dozen if I'm lucky). I'm hoping that graduation will free up my schedule somewhat, but you never know.

Oh. And as an added bonus for staying with me, try to guess what cartoon Mary's been watching.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 14 Subconscious anxiety

Bad Driving Dream.

I honestly don't know which one is worse, this dream or the one where the car goes from being in park to rolling uncontrollably downhill. Backwards. Naturally, the pedals do nothing.

There have been times when I've thought that my subconscious must hate me.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 13 Still awesome

The feeling of control is still there.

Ever notice that the games on display in Walmart and the controls under them seem to be completely disconnected? That is, when you pick up the controls and mash buttons nothing happens. You'd think these demo displays would allow you to actually play the games, but that doesn't seem to be the case. Oh well, it's still cool to pretend.

Oh, and feeling like an idiot for not getting this out on time. I know updates have been a little irregular of late and I've been trying to get back on track. I even had this all ready to go yesterday. But, dumkoff, I forgot to actually post it. GAA! Oh well.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 12 Sacrifices for fashion

It doesn't make sense to me, either.

Could someone please explain why it's necessary to freeze our ears off in the name of beauty? It's especially cruel right after a hair cut when one's hair is still slightly damp from the washing and all the weird spray stuff they use.

And people wonder why I have an attitude.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 11 Explain then cut

Mary would rather you tell her what you're doing to her head.

I think I would have taken the notion of beauty parlors and clothes shopping a bit better if they hadn't involved, well, this.

Seriously, people, is it really so hard to explain what it is you're doing before you subject a girl to it? This isn't fun at all when you don't know what the heck is going on.

Actually, a picture book with various hairstyles to choose from might've been a good idea.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 10 A trim doesn't count

There are hair cuts and there are hair cuts.

Yeah, apparently a parent cutting your hair doesn't count as getting a hair cut. Whatever.

Sorry for the delay, I will try to get this sequence uploaded before the weekend.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 9 Anticipating birthday

Not the fun kind of convention.

Well, as I write this I will be 27 in about 11 minutes.

That still seems old to me. Maybe because it doesn't seem that long ago when 20 sounded ancient.

Anyway, this is actually going to be Mary's first sleepover. That is, the first time she's been to a sleepover that wasn't at her own house. You might remember that she did have a couple, ah, friends over night once before.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 8 Big girl?

Dad isn't the most grown up adult.

Oh, and in case the reason for this conversation isn't clear (it will be on the next update, but anyway), my birthday is next Monday. Can't believe I'm turning 27. That's *old!* It was kinda weird realizing I was old enough to drink and that was years ago! oO

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 7 Be careful with your gaming

No problem?

Yeah, it is dangerous to get obsessed with RPGs, or video games, or fantasy novels, or chocolate sprinkles, or... It's dangerous to get obsessed with anything. Obsession is a bad thing, some people get a little focused on certain things people can get obsessed with, though.

For understandable reasons. It's especially concerning if you're dealing with a kid with a tendency toward obsession. But at least Mom's giving them a chance.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 6 Ask your mom

Mom's approval for Dad's game?

So sorry for the lack of consistent updates! I wonder if I still have any readers. School has been intense this semester, so I've been focusing more on that. Of course, I have tried to relax, which is where my new video games come in. (Ike rules!) Also been trying to get the apartment in some semblance of order, which is starting to look less like an exercise in futility now.

Anyway, I finally get around to Mary asking to play 'The Game.' Yeah, I doubt Wizards of the Coast would bother suing me if I used the actual name, but we very rarely called it AD&D, anyway. It was 'The Game,' a highly mutated version of the commercially available system using rules from a couple different editions (at least) with some parts made up out of whole cloth.

Fun times.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 5 The lyrics are...

Mary is blissfully unaware of what the lyrics actually mean.

Of course, it would probably help if Mary actually knew the worlds besides some bits around the refrain.

Well, then there are the songs she does know all the words to that involved drunkenness, murder, philandering... And these are songs her parents listen to!

And she's still pretty oblivious. Probably helps that the oldies tended to be a bit more subtle than some more current songs.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 4 Taking advantage

Mom sick? Get cookies!

Children may not be aware that their parents are ill, but they will know how to get away with stuff.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 3 Doctor, your patient is dead

A memory unearthed.

Sorry for the continued inconsistency with the schedule. Along with school being demanding we've got some rather interesting weather on the way. Gotta make sure I won't run out of necessary supplies if I get snowed in.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 2 Your spell is Zippo?

Even in serious campaigns, Dad isn't always serious.

Hey, you play games to have fun, right? And some people have fun by playing with words.

Maybe that's why Dad always likes playing the wizards.

I wish to apologize for the lack of updates since the chapter started, I'm having a little difficulty getting my Real Life schedule worked out this semester. Doesn't help any that I'm supposed to be exercising, too. Which is what I should be doing now, come to think of it. Oh well.

Anyway, I will be trying to make more regular updates on an actual schedule. In the meantime, I don't know how many of my readers are also on TVTropes, but a page for MQC would be great. ^_^

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Chapter 10, Page 1 What not to wear, D&D

Seriously, what is she thinking?

For those of you wondering what the title of this chapter indicates ... uh, yeah. This isn't actually the focus of the chapter. Though she does raise a good point.

The answer: These games are marketed to late teen, early twenty males who suffer from severe (and self inflicted) babe deficiency.

Or if they aren't, they sure do a good job looking like they are.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Chapter 10, Title Page Awareness

Reality is sometimes pleasant. Sometimes, ah, not.

I'm back!

Christmas was fantastic. Family, presents, my rabbit, presents, spiritual nurturing, more presents...

And incredible bitter cold. Yay, winter. (Ugh.)

Anyway, school is starting, I've got a few strips inked and a couple more penciled, might be able to stay on track. Or not. Here goes. ^_^

Oh, and to those of you who lurk around (you know who you are) I wouldn't at all mind a trope page for MQC. Really. Okay. Done with the blatant promoting.