My brother actually did bring around a giant drone that can do exactly what’s described in the comic, and it’s amazing. The second panel is a photo taken from a few hundred metres above my parents’ house, pointing in the direction of the city (pronounced like the fictional verb Melbin’). In reality it has an inbuilt safety feature that prevents it from flying any closer than a metre to anything; that didn’t stop my brother from shredding his own fingers when he automatically tried to grab it by the propellors when looked like it was about to crash, though.
Another strip that I couldn’t get posted on time because of computer issues; I had to choose the upload order between this one and the previous monday’s, so at least the latter – my favourite – was up for the longer of the two.
I was going to type a long annotation detailing the precise failings of my computer, and its eventual messiah-like resurrection, but instead I’ll just keep it brief: it done broked.
It’s fixed now – obviously – and there was no chance of losing important work, since I anal-retentively save everything to external drives and back them up. But I had no way of logging into the site and posting comics. Not having a computer, I drew a pair of silly strips by hand – without Robert’s input, shhh! As I’ve said, this is the type of thing I get up to without his civilising influence.
One thing I hadn’t considered in
Y2K preparedness total computer loss scenarios was the disappearance of my Photoshop swatches and brush presets, as well as the general layout being how I like it. I need to get onto that.