If you’re a regular reader of the comic, and I hope you are, then you know that we recently went to Fanaticon. I’ve talked enough about how great it was and how much we learned, so I’ll save all that. One of my favorite things was seeing how people react to the comic. A lot of people would walk up to our table, we’d greet them, and then they’d mumble something back and continue to glance around, but some of them would see something they liked. My personal favorite was when people sorted through our buttons, found the one that reads, “Drinking, bowling, and finding new lows.” our slogan. Some people would chuckle, some would nod, but a few would outright laugh, “That’s my life!” a few people asserted. But one reaction that surprised me, that we heard from at least three people: “You guys must really like ‘The Big Lebowski’.”
On one hand; yes! I do really like ‘The Big Lebowski’ I think it’s a funny, entertaining movie that’s very well written, shot, acted, and edited. On the other hand; what does that have to do with our webcomic? Now I understand, better than most I would think, that there’s not a lot of bowling themed media out there, but that doesn’t mean that just because I decide to create more that I’m doing it as a tribute to what came before. You wouldn’t walk up to the director of ‘Angels in the Outfield’ and say, “Man, you must really like ‘A League of Their Own’.
Furthermore, I think ‘The Big Lebowski’ is as much a movie about bowling as it is a movie about white russians and weed. In fact, I’m certain that you see the dude making and drinking white russians at least three times as often as you see him bowling. Certainly the characters talk about bowling enough, it’s mentioned several times that they’re going into the semi-finals in their bowling league, and quite a bit of the movie takes place in a bowling alley, but the movie actually ends just before the semi-finals begin. All the stuff about bowling is just background to the actual plot which is not at all bowling related.
I’m not even going to try to explain the actual plot of this film, it’s a rug woven of too many threads to fit in this blog, but it really tied the room together. If you havn’t seen ‘The Big Lebowski’ then you should stop reading this now, because you should definitely watch it, and there are spoilers ahead. What I love about this movie is that the dude is really such a minor player in the things going on around him. Thinking back I’m not really sure he ever affected the plot at all, just slowly took notice to the events he is entangled in. Even in the fight with the nihilists he never actually hits any of them, he just offers up his four dollars while Walter takes them all down.
On that note, It always hurts seeing Donny die. I feel like of all the characters he’s the one I really connect with the most. He’s that guy that’s just kind of there. He’s timid, but shows several times how much he wants to appear confident and in control. The dude and Walter clearly have a strong relationship, and Donny is always trying to be involved. Every time he comes back from bowling he tries to contribute to their conversation only to be shut down and shut out by Walter and ignored by the dude. The scene where they scatter his ashes is clearly riddled with comedy, but is also very heartfelt. It’s like they’ve just realized what they’ve lost, and have to come to terms with the fact that they didn’t really know much about this person that they bowled with every week. I think it’s summed up really well in Walter’s words, “And so would Donny. Donny who loved bowling.”
The point is, yes. I really like ‘The Big Lebowski’. But I don’t like it because I like bowling and I don’t see many similarities between our comic and that movie. If you havn’t seen it, make some time and give it a watch, at the time of this writing it’s available for instant play on Netflix. “Look at me, I’m rambling again. Well I hope you folks enjoyed yourselves, catch you later on down the trail.”
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There is No Grass on my Lawn
A Short Story by Justin Mashburn
The following are excerpts from an unmarked journal found near the burnt remains of a small home just off of Eleida Home Rd. Asheville, NC.
Entry 1
Spring has finally come in full. It was a long winter, and I’m glad it’s finally over. Unfortunately that means that it’s time for yard work again. Today I’ve purchased a reel mower and went to work mowing the grass. It seems like every year I forget how arduous it is to mow even a small yard. Maybe I should hire someone to cut it for me.
Entry 2
Time to mow the lawn again. The grass here grows a little faster than the place I rented last year. A different variety I guess but no matter. My arms are really sore though. Most of the yard is fine, but there’s this one patch near the road that is damn near impossible to cut. It’s so think that it would clog up the blades on the mower so that I’d have to back up and go at it again several times to cut it all. At least it’s just that one patch.
Entry 3
Remember that small patch of grass that was hard to cut? It’s growing. I noticed today that it was considerably larger than it was when I last mowed. I wonder if it’s really some type of weed. I think I’ll head to the hardware store and see if they have some good herbicide for it.
Entry 4
If the herbicide did anything at all it was to piss this grass off. Not only is it still growing, but it’s taken over almost half of my front lawn. It used to take me just forty-five minutes to mow, now I’m lucky if I’m done in two hours.
Entry 5
I don’t know if I’m getting weaker or if this grass is getting stronger, but I’m now completely unable to mow my lawn! It’s so damn thick that I can’t even get my reel mower started moving before it clogs. I’ve decided to hire someone to cut the grass for me. Hopefully they have a better time of it.
Entry 6
This is ridiculous! Today the guy came over to mow my lawn. He had a gas powered riding mower and it would have just taken him minutes to do my small lawn, except that after just one pass his lawnmower broke down! He says he’s not sure what happened, but I know. It’s that damned grass! It’s like the devil spilled his seed in front of my house, and this green, grass-like plant arose from the earth on the spot. How is this even possible!?
Entry 7
The lawn guy came again today. He had repaired him lawnmower, and according to him had mowed several peoples lawns since then, but just like last time after just a single pass his mower broke down, smoke rising from the engines housing. Now he has the audacity to blame me!? He says that there must be roots or large rocks hidden in the grass, though when I asked him to show me he couldn’t find a single one. He’s demanding that I pay for the repairs on his lawnmower. I don’t think he’s going to try to mow my lawn again.
Entry 8
It’s time to get serious! I’ve just ordered the largest, most powerful lawn mower I could find. It’s more of a tractor really, and I’ve had to hire people to special deliver it since it doesn’t fit on any normal truck. It should arrive tomorrow, and then we’ll see about this devil-grass.
Entry 9
There is no grass on my lawn. By this I do not mean that my tractor-mower worked, or that the nigh-invincible flora that inhabits my lawn has somehow vanished. But instead I have realized that whatever that green monocotyledon growing on my lawn is; it is not grass. I received my mower today, and immediately put it to work. The engine roared to life with a deafening sound which raised my meager spirits in the hope that this would finally be enough, but as I lowered the blades another noise entered the air, even louder than the engine, like a thousand cats wailing through the night, or hundreds of nails being dragged down a chalkboard. A cacophony of horror that ceased only when I was at last able to kill the engine. I strode cautiously around to back of my machine to discover the baleful source of the sound. The steel blades of my mower: warped and ruined as if I had tried to cut through solid rock. As terrible as that sight was to behold it was not to be the worst of it. Glancing down I came to the awful realization that while the mower’s blades had been irreparably destroyed, not a single blade of grass had been cut!
Entry 10
Never in my life have I been as horrified as this moment. What manner of lifeform have I discovered? How did this seemingly indestructible plant come to exist? What demonic purpose might it have? There is no way to know, and no need to know. All that is important is that it is destroyed. I have soaked the ground in gasoline! If it cannot be cut, then hopefully it can be burned! The house will likely go with it, but it is a small price to pay to rid the earth of this ungodly plant.
The owner of the journal has yet to be located. However it is worth noting that to all appearances there was never an attempt to burn the grass around the house at all. In fact the lawn appears to be perfectly manicured. Though it is still mysterious that none of the grass, not even the grass close to the house, was burned while the home burned down to ash.
Or
‘Honey I Think We Should Start a Webcomic’
When we started this webcomic less than a year ago, we had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. Lindsey wasn’t sure if she would even be able to draw the same character twice, we had no idea what sort of story we would be writing, and I had never created a website beyond the simple HTML pages they teach you to make in introductory computer classes. That didn’t stop us for a second though.
Not long ago I considered myself a hardcore gamer. Videogames were a major part of my life, and it was actually one of the things that Lindsey and I shared. If a game didn’t have a coop mode, she would often simply watch me play so she could enjoy the plot. However, I had often had that thought that all gamers have at one point or another, “What could I be doing if I wasn’t playing games all the time?” I had considered giving up on gaming several times, but never really stuck with it. Lindsey even pointed out once how much of my life revolved around gaming. I read a lot of webcomics, but nearly half of them were about videogames and I looked forward every month to the latest game informer. Luckily, the decision to stop was made for me. Plain and simple: my Xbox broke. It was out of warranty, and would have cost over $100 to have it fixed. When it first happened we legitimately didn’t have the money to have it repaired. Because of that we waited and saved, but when we found that we did have enough to have it repaired, I realized that I had been going nearly a month without videogames, and that I hardly missed it. One day I told Lindsey that I didn’t want to have our Xbox repaired. This was then discussed with the concern and patience that most couples discus when it’s time to have kids.
The point is that we suddenly found that we had a lot more time on our hands than we were used to. One day in particular I was home alone doing chores and I had this idea. Even then I was a huge fan of webcomics, and had thought about starting one of my own, but I have absolutely no artistic skill. Still I knew that if I really wanted I could find someone to draw for me, but I didn’t know what to make it about. I naturally had thought of doing a videogame webcomic, but there are too many of them already. I had also considered making a fantasy webcomic, but that market is also saturated. But this day I realized how often we made jokes at bowling that became running gags with my friends. That kind of joke needs to be shared. When Lindsey came home I pitched the idea to her, and the thing just snowballed from there. We had fun coming up with a name for it, and made characters based on each of the members of our bowling team. That night I couldn’t sleep I was so excited about it. I got up in the middle of the night and before I got back in bed I had registered bowlcomic.com.
We had previously agreed that we were going to first make sure Lindsey could draw the characters consistently, and then build up a back catalog of comics before doing anything else, so by registering the site I had already gone against what we said we were going to do. I just couldn’t wait. The excitement was to much, and I had to start designing the site. Having read a lot of webcomics, I had started to notice how many had the footer, “powered by wordpress with comicpress” So I already knew where to start. What I didn’t know was how any of it actually worked. Luckily I had chosen a host that was compatible with wordpress, so installation was easy, but those first few days were still fraught with trial and error and frantic Google searches. Before long though I had figured out enough to get things running, and found some useful forums where I could find the bits of code I needed to make things look the way I wanted.
The next part was the most fun. Lindsey had nearly finished what would be our first comic, and we made the decision to have updates every Monday, now it was time to tease our friends. We started posting on facebook how we had been working on a secret project which would be unveiled at midnight that Sunday. Every day leading up to it we had another post about it. It’s amazing that we were able to keep our mouths shut about it long enough to build the suspense. That Monday we posted out first comic ever, and had thirty-seven visits, almost all family and friends. The next week many of our friends linked to us on their own facebook pages, and we had eighty-nine visits. Not bad for just starting out.
Today we still struggle to get our comics done on time, and we definitely don’t get as much traffic as we’d like to have. But as far as I can tell, we’re the only bowling webcomic out there, and we’re still having fun doing it. Lindsey’s art has definitely improved since we started, and I’ve learned a lot about CSS, and even a little PHP, though I think every time I learn something new I crash the site for a few hours before I get it right. We dove in headfirst, and so far we havn’t regretted it.
Just in case anyone was wondering about how we did in the tournament Monday. We were eliminated in the first round. We all bowled close to average, but the other team bowled a little above average. Like I said before though, It was one of our favorite teams that beat us, so it’s not a terrible defeat. We had a lot of fun loosing. Also there was free beer!
Just a quick heads up, Lindsey and I are on vacation in Florida this week. There will still be a Thursday blog post, as well as a new comic Monday, our first guest comic in fact, by the multi-talented Beka Kay. P.S. Monday’s comic is almost certainly Not Safe For Work!
Last week was crazy. First my parents came to visit, which was awesome! but stopped Lindsey from working on the comic. Then it was tax-free weekend, which is crazy busy if you work anywhere that they sell computers or school supplies. Saturday I woke up with a sore throat, which is a sure sign that I’ll have a fever later in the day. True to form around noon my fever started, but since it was tax-free weekend I went to work anyway. I was supposed to work until 10pm, but only lasted until 8. That night Lindsey say’s I was so hot that she was worried it might be dangerous. The next day I had the fever all day, and Lindsey had to work extra hours at her job. It was our two year anniversary.
All that combined meant that you don’t get a full comic update this week, just a quick pro-tips. I’m finally over my cold (mostly) but Lindsey and I still havn’t had a chance to celebrate two wonderful years of married life. Either way, this week things will get back to normal as far as updates go.
In other news, just this morning I accepted a new job. I have been looking for a little over a month but wasn’t very optimistic about my chances. Then this morning I got a call from a place that had previously turned me down. The person they had hired had a family emergency and couldn’t do the job, so they offered it to me! Starting the 16th of this month I’m going to be a teacher’s assistant. Its a nice pay raise over my current job, and even better, it has regular hours! The same hours, on the same days, every week! I love it. Times like this make me want to believe in karma, because I’ve always seemed to have pretty good luck with this kind of thing, and I have a hard time believing that it’s all my doing.
