Been there — done that. 20,000 watt house sound system, during setup/sound check, pure feedback at full volume as they adjust the notch filters to remove it. Ouch. (“Eh? What’s that you say?”)
Me: What’s the rule?
Daughter: No squeeking in the house…
Me: Why?
Daugher: …because we like to hear and Grandpa’s ears are ‘spensive.
Me: Good. Don’t do it again.
Okay, after a hard reboot; Jin and Monica are finaly talking. I just did a click on the random button while waiting for the update and it dumped me back at Bud in Kevin’s bedroom strip. I read for awhile till I got to Allen finding out about Jin’s true nature. The conversation before that, where Jin reveals to Bud that she has given up all her friends to get Brandi’s plan to work makes this scene poigant.
Jin can have her friends back.
My God, I’m actualy tearing up while I type this. Great job, Paul. Moments like this are why I read Wapsi.
Somehow, “Squeee!” doesn’t have the same impact when played out in the lower registers… I don’t think it works at all for basses, and is marginal even for tenors. Without the shrill squeal it’s just not the same.
Is there an equivalent, which works well for the treble-challenged? Something along the lines of a Wahoo! perhaps?
Who says it’s in the lower register? I’ve heard some guys go waaaaaaay higher than me and this includes a good “squee” meant to make fun of some girls.
That could be tomorrow’s cartoon. Panel 1 – They enter in the room, maybe with some dialogue “Hey Mon/Hey Jin”, Panel 2 – They get interrupted and see/hear the squee, possibly with some wincing in deference to the decibels. Panel 3 – Look at each other, possibly with the squee winding down in the background. Panel 4 – looking straight ahead in relief/caring, outside arm across chest, fists meeting. Almost subdued.
Testament to Paul. He doesnt’ even have to draw it, I can see it in my mind.
… just spent an hour hunting for a youtube clip illustrating same and couldn’t find it. Sigh. SG-1, guys don’t hug, they punch each other in the shoulder.
I foresee an entire week of bubble gum. Sometimes a week without a cliffhanger is a good thing. I guess this goes in the “girls just want to have fun” catigory. No argument here.
Yup, seen that, still don’t get it, despite having a sister that did the “no personal space” -bit with all her friends, making young boys around break out in a sweat (or rashes, depending on their nerd-factor)
Can’t say how many guys have seen me cuddling with my friends and started making assumptions about our intentions. 🙂 Personal space is for when there’s a fight going on between friends…and not really any other time. 😛
Nah, girls are just wired differently from guys… usually.
That’s one of the reasons we confuse each other. We try to figure out HOW the other gender came to a conclusion using our own gender’s thought processes.
The thought processes are NOT meant to be identical, they’re meant to be complementary (one gender’s strengths are supposed to offset the other gender’s weaknesses).
Most of the problems we have with personal relations stems from the misconception of ‘having so much in common’.
In truth, the relationships with less ‘common ground’ tend to do better than those with ‘more’; simply because the couple tends to cover each other’s weaknesses and can except their own failures.
Paul, you have now established the explosion from that WW2 nazi sub DID destroy that island completely to uselessness.
Could you please explain HOW?
Even if that sub:
1> had a complete load of the most destructive torpedoes deployed during WW2 (which were japanese, not german),
2> had a full load of the most volatile fuel available (unlikely with the span of time involved), and
3> all those explosives detonated in the most effective manner…
the explosion would NOT have destroyed even a small sandbar.
Not to mention the old explosive ordinance that would have been breaking down over the decades would have added to the toxicity of the sandbar.
Sunbathing in hazmat suits kinda sucks. (I sort of know that one from experience by the way)
Nothing secret. Just a little air testing of a building in the Florida Keys during a hot summer in an old (non air conditioned) building. My friend went in and I was outside being backup so I had a suit on just in case.
I imagine it would be a lot like being in full MOPP4 in the Mohave Desert during the summer. That sucked.
FYI MOPP gear is, or was, the US millitary chemical protective gear. It consisted of a gas mask, rubber boots and gloves and a charchoal filtration garment that doubled as great cold weather gear. I don’t know if the Army still uses it. The last time I had it on was two decades and several pounds ago.
and maybe it only needed to take off the top layers of sand, spread it around, so that the sand bar is now even slightly underwater (or a lot underwater in places).
I always assumed Bud finished the job to discourage forensic analysis. The submarine’s ordinance might not have been sufficient even when new, but Bud /is/.
well, the way she looked I dont think she needed to!! again, that sandbar was NOT very big, less than the size of the huge crater that a few tons of explosive would make.. 😛
hmmm… I thought you and I will just have to admit we’ll never agree on that.
I’ve seen some pretty large craters, true; but the amount of explosive necessary to create a crater increases exponentially to the radius of the crater.
You’d have the ‘cube’ the explosive factor.
Basically, if you wanted to double the size of a crater, you’d have to multiply the amount of explosive force by eight (2 x 2 x 2 = 8)
I’m not quite sure what size explosives that sub could have; but let’s say it had 24 japanese ‘long lance, type 6’ torpedoes (2.5 tons per torp). That’s only 60 tons.
Even if the sandbar weren’t atolled, which Paul says it was, and Bud attempted to burn of the diesel fuel and explosive residue, she’d have to put out so much heat to completly burn the diese offl that the sand would start to fuse into glass. Any beach with razor sharp shards of obsidian scattered through it is pretty low on my lists as a vacation spot.
I always wondered how Monica found the sandbar in the first place. Most cartoon teleporters (like Nightcrawler) have to have an idea on where they’re teleporting to so if that’s the case with M, she would have to “hop around” the ocean hoping to get lucky, which wouldn’t give her much of a chance of finding something… But then I look at the booby-squishing and don’t care.
Maybe seeing it in Google-earth in relation to the surrounding Bermuda’s is enough of a spatial orientation to poit to a certain place?
I guess Jin,old as she is, knows some great Islands? I can almost imagine her as a pirate-queen, sailing the seven seas at some time in the past, in search of artefacts and solutions to the Calendar Conundrum.
I thought I remembered reading an explanation about this from Paul in the comments once. Monica found it, and it was from previous trips to Mexico or something…
Well, except that Monica was acting like she had overlooked the obvious when she decided to conquer her sandbar. And she reiterated aloud the necessary skydiving coordinates while giving Nudge, Tina and Shelly a lesson in mutual domestication.
And… it’s the plot direction element for this installment. So if the next adventure begins by hunting for sandbars, it’s an unasked relevant question: “How did you find the last one, Monica?”
The MST3K/Bellisario Maxim is maybe better applied to, “What are the physics of having to visit a place before you can be able to poit to it?” “It’s just a comic. I should really just relax.”
Well, yeah.. she was initially thinking about how she’d go about “getting away from it all” in the PRE-Poit ability mode of thought, and that entails getting time off from work, buying plane tickets, possibly needing to get a passport, the airport, etc. etc… THEN she realized that all she has to do is POIT THERE and back!… no tickets, no work hassles, etc, etc… that’s why she was all “DUH!…”
as for reciting the co-ordinates for her skydiving trip, it wasn’t to tell the part of her body that powers up the “poit” function where she wanted to go, that was all done in her brain at the speed of thought. she only said it aloud to get the other three to focus on how much time they had left before they all went SPLAT!
As for finding a new island, I recall Brandi mentioning a jar full of diamonds. Those would come in handy for purchasing a nice, small, tropical island.
Yeah, I always thought the idea situation was to have a house whose doors opened onto the places where I’d want to be, and one of them would be a nice beach.
This reminds me of those “Gay Test” images you find on the internet. If you don’t notice the feminine aspects of the female(s) in the picture, I have bad news for you.
Whaddayamean “bad”? To each his/her own..
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Boobs..
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Wait! What?
To be honest, living in The Netherlands, where nekkid beach boobage is a main-stay, even on local lakes, the whole “boob” -thing dóes lose some of it’s impact ( never mind hours upon hours of drawing nudes, sometimes even female students from a later year, in art-school..)
hmm, it depends on your age and outlook… teens never tire of it… me, I’m sick of all the artificiality, and the dumb brains that seem to think its good.. :/
well sir, I don’t know how old you are; but I still enjoy the occasional ‘look’ of a healthy young woman.
I admit she has to be healthy, young, and a woman to truly get my attention in a ‘physical’ sense; but (and I know you’re not going to believe me) I was this way even in my teens, twenties, and thirties, as well.
What irritated me most then (and is STILL a big ‘turn-off’ for me) is how the women who have those ‘physical attributes’ seem to decide that’s all they need and let the mental development stop there.
This outlook seems to have frustrated a lot of girls, as well. I mean, the ‘good lookers’ had let their mental state atrophy so greatly, they couldn’t figure why I wasn’t interested with them (and sometimes even sneered at them).
While the ‘mentally competent’ couldn’t figure why I seemed somewhat interested with them, but not fully (they usually didn’t ‘keep physically fit’ enough).
Of course, there was also the matter of trust. I had seen too much of what the divorce scene does to the afflicted husband.
… Okay…
Maybe it’s just me, but these two are acting odd…
Perhaps I’m just getting used to Jin and Monica being “squee-buddies”. I’m still hung-up on their more professional attitude when dealing with each other.
I should probably just go to sleep and re-read a TON of past comics in the morning. Refresh my mind on what’s going on.
A lot of Jin’s new outlook on life is that (with the exception of her powers) she now can look forward to a relatively normal life. That her repeating time over and over and over again is finally done and she can look forward to the end of her journey.
That end being the final release of death. Now knowing her own mortality (and more importantly not know WHEN that is) means that she must now take the time to enjoy her life. It become precious and not a grind like it used to be.
Which is what unseated her sanity chip there for a while.
Bud and Brandi are not ready for their lives to end because they don’t remember recycling time over and over again. Brandi had to look in that book from Phix (that she herself wrote) to sort out the way to end it.
So for them existence has not been the strain for them that it was for Jin. Especially since Monica helped them regain their sense of self earlier in the comic.
Her cold toploftiness was a shield against getting to like people too much, afraid as she was of upsetting her scheme to fix the calendar machine, AND getting hurt again when opening up.
Losing friends cycle after cycle, doesn’t help one’s disposition none too much also I’d gather.
Jin has just finished the “Labor of Sisyphus”. She finally get to stop pushing the rock uphill for all time. Now she gets her reward and can relax and live a life. Lucky boy that Alan 🙂 .
When you look back on it, Jin and M have had a physical intimacy like this. From random grab-a$$ to grind dancing, they have been the most hands (and other body parts) on touchy feelly pairing of the scoobies. Jin’s insanity and Monica’s distrust made them seem more like enemies at times, but they still seem to mesh. They were the definition of “Frenemeies”, and now with those impediments out of the way, they can just be squee together.
I have thought of them as like the characters of Calista Flockhart and Lucy Liu on Ally McBeal. They hissed and spat at one another, yet had at least one make out scene (after which, they both lied about how far it went, which implied that it went a LOT farther) and were, effectively, one another’s best friends. And the bump and grind dancing, you can’t forget that.
In any case, the two are a lot alike, almost sisters. They both had their time in the crazy. They both have parts sensitive to the cold, Jin’s toes and Monica’s, more northerly parts. They both like a good drunk on. They even seem to think the same thoughts sometimes.
Remember, all during the Calendar Machine struggle Jin had to keep Monica (AND Shelly) at arm’s length and manipulate them; she couldn’t allow friendships past or present to get in her way. Naturally that lead to estrangement on all sides. Then, after the CM was destroyed, Jin’s sanity started to fail and she was left floundering, dependent on Monica and the others to save her. What we are seeing now, for the first time, are Jin and Monica relating without barriers. And it would appear they really like each other…
WOW! Just wow. I’m not complaining, but today’s epic comic looks a lot like some manga I’ve found in the *cough* selective section of my local bookstore. 🙂
It’s only elusive because we know what goes on in the male brains (prior to catastrophic meltdown) who see it. 😛
Besides, I’ve seen males smack each other on the ass more often than I care to, and it’s supposed to be normal behavior. This is kind of like the female equivalent.
My thoughts too! It took a bit for my brain to re-enter it’s usual position, but then it struck.
Sneaky, Mr Taylor, nice, but sneaky….
What on earth has May done more, besides creating a time-looping monstrosity??
I theorize there’s a second one directly across the globe in the southern Indian Ocean… but there isn’t much out there island-wise so it’s highly unlikely to be found.
It does include Mauritius Island (a somewhat popular tourist trap on the way to Australia) and Diego Garcia (one of the US navy’s most important bases outside the US.
If I recall currectly, the vimana-cell-powered interdimensional travel barrier system that Brandi set up, has some weak spots in it… the Bermuda Triangle being one. There may well be others… places where certain effects or processes are easier to utilize, or where unusual things might be more likely to occur. That may be what Jin is alluding to.
If my chronology is correct, Maahuel was in dimensional exile when the V barrier system was established… she was largely out of the picture.
(Real world note… for certain kinds of energy e.g. radio waves it is literally impossible to create a uniform spherical field… there must always be at least one abrupt discontinuity in the field pattern. This might have implications for how effective the travel-barrier field is.)
basically (there’s a lot of ‘margin of error’, due to the subject), the areas are on the 30-degree line (north/south)… separated by 72 degrees east/west.
If you were to drive a stick into each one and cut the globe in half, you’d have two half spheres.
In each sphere, the sticks would form two ‘mirror-image’ five-pointed stars.
The fringy article I read many years ago postulated that the earth is covered with Zones of Wierdness, laid out to form a duodecahedron (20-sided solid. Role players should twig to this immediately). The Bermuda Triangle is but one…..
WOW! And a Happy Valentines Day Indeed! I open up this page and whata present: M&M doing a Boobie squish (I never noticed Ming is almost as big as Monica) finishing w/a
“SQUEE” and a erotic looking “Valentine – shape”. What? lookit the two of ’em again and tell me that their bodies don’t form a Valentine?
Just out of curiosity, how many triangles are there? I can only think of three; Bermuda, the Dragon’s Triangle in the Pacific, and the Lake Michigan Triangle. I kinda doubt that third one is much good for sunbathing this time of year, heh.
Well, now that I’ve caught up on comics and comments since Friday…
… I love the conversational tacks (like sailboats turning to go upwind, not like poke-you-in-the-thumb) in this comic. That’s exactly how conversations with my friends go–round and about and cover nine topics and eventually resolve the first which was actually the third one mentioned. 😀
actually, those… uh… airbags deployed a long time ago.
in fact, one set has probably NOT completed deployment. Seems as long as that set’s… uh… owner keeps eating massive amounts of food, those airbags will continue working their way through the alphabet.
I know there’s no audio component, but I still wince at how loud that “squee” is.
Been there — done that. 20,000 watt house sound system, during setup/sound check, pure feedback at full volume as they adjust the notch filters to remove it. Ouch. (“Eh? What’s that you say?”)
… dude, a 20kWatt rig would be audible nearly 10 miles away. You must have a seriously big house…
Consider it lucky Euryale wasn’t around or that squeeeee could have gone supersonic.
Happy happy, joy joy!
I imagine it to be as loud as my daughter does it, when she wants to see if Daddy’s ears will start bleeding…
I swear she’ll have it weaponized by the time she’s in her teens.
Me: What’s the rule?
Daughter: No squeeking in the house…
Me: Why?
Daugher: …because we like to hear and Grandpa’s ears are ‘spensive.
Me: Good. Don’t do it again.
hmmm two hot women realllly close to each other. @_@ I don’t think I would notice the squeel over the throbbing of the blood in my head….
What in the world is that blood doing in your head?
wait a sec… whi…
yea…
Ubulbl, brain no worky.
Okay, after a hard reboot; Jin and Monica are finaly talking. I just did a click on the random button while waiting for the update and it dumped me back at Bud in Kevin’s bedroom strip. I read for awhile till I got to Allen finding out about Jin’s true nature. The conversation before that, where Jin reveals to Bud that she has given up all her friends to get Brandi’s plan to work makes this scene poigant.
Jin can have her friends back.
My God, I’m actualy tearing up while I type this. Great job, Paul. Moments like this are why I read Wapsi.
Fanservice AND Story Development!
boob press FTW!
Meanwhile, Kevin and Alan are squeeing in each others’ arms, too.
Somehow, “Squeee!” doesn’t have the same impact when played out in the lower registers… I don’t think it works at all for basses, and is marginal even for tenors. Without the shrill squeal it’s just not the same.
Is there an equivalent, which works well for the treble-challenged? Something along the lines of a Wahoo! perhaps?
Who says it’s in the lower register? I’ve heard some guys go waaaaaaay higher than me and this includes a good “squee” meant to make fun of some girls.
I support this image of Alan and Kevin! Teehee.
What Ari said. 😛
rob halford(judas priest, painkiller) and eric addams(manowar, dark avenger).
nothing more
No. Just no. Guys do manly fist bumps and high-fives.
That could be tomorrow’s cartoon. Panel 1 – They enter in the room, maybe with some dialogue “Hey Mon/Hey Jin”, Panel 2 – They get interrupted and see/hear the squee, possibly with some wincing in deference to the decibels. Panel 3 – Look at each other, possibly with the squee winding down in the background. Panel 4 – looking straight ahead in relief/caring, outside arm across chest, fists meeting. Almost subdued.
Testament to Paul. He doesnt’ even have to draw it, I can see it in my mind.
I LOVE THIS PLACE!
… just spent an hour hunting for a youtube clip illustrating same and couldn’t find it. Sigh. SG-1, guys don’t hug, they punch each other in the shoulder.
😀 and FAT guys do ‘real ale fan’ big tum bounce!! 😀 😀 😀
… and NO! more than a second is not right… 😮
There are shots of their chests squeezing together too.
Now playing in your mind.
Homies over hoes!
Me and the homies bumpin’ chest in the VIP
When you the do the homie you got to do it right!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0skGBMxAmWU
I foresee an entire week of bubble gum. Sometimes a week without a cliffhanger is a good thing. I guess this goes in the “girls just want to have fun” catigory. No argument here.
Have you ever noticed that these girls don’t have many hangups about personnal space?
I guess when you’ve crawled inside Bud’s hatch to hide you get over those sort of hang-ups pretty quick.
Most girls don’t when it comes to their girlfriends. Honestly I’ve known girls who’ve had to talk forehead to forehead. We girls are crazy.
Yup, seen that, still don’t get it, despite having a sister that did the “no personal space” -bit with all her friends, making young boys around break out in a sweat (or rashes, depending on their nerd-factor)
Wot – no nose bleeds?
Blame “menagea3” for that legend… :p
It kept at profusely sweating and red faces.
Nah – it was an anime and manga trope long before Ma3.
Can’t say how many guys have seen me cuddling with my friends and started making assumptions about our intentions. 🙂 Personal space is for when there’s a fight going on between friends…and not really any other time. 😛
Nah, girls are just wired differently from guys… usually.
That’s one of the reasons we confuse each other. We try to figure out HOW the other gender came to a conclusion using our own gender’s thought processes.
The thought processes are NOT meant to be identical, they’re meant to be complementary (one gender’s strengths are supposed to offset the other gender’s weaknesses).
Most of the problems we have with personal relations stems from the misconception of ‘having so much in common’.
In truth, the relationships with less ‘common ground’ tend to do better than those with ‘more’; simply because the couple tends to cover each other’s weaknesses and can except their own failures.
Paul, you have now established the explosion from that WW2 nazi sub DID destroy that island completely to uselessness.
Could you please explain HOW?
Even if that sub:
1> had a complete load of the most destructive torpedoes deployed during WW2 (which were japanese, not german),
2> had a full load of the most volatile fuel available (unlikely with the span of time involved), and
3> all those explosives detonated in the most effective manner…
the explosion would NOT have destroyed even a small sandbar.
Well it is covered in diesel fuel and submarine wreckage. It may not be gone, but it’s certainly no vacation spot.
yes, that the explosion would render the sandbar unusable DOES make sense.
guess I am too used to thinking like the computer forensics tech I’m studying to become (where there is no ‘margin of adjustment’ in wording).
please forgive me for questioning this.
It probably didn’t “destroy” the sandbar, however “wrecked to unusable status” is probably VERY likely.
yup… its a *sand bar* not an Island! and the surrounding waters are *very* deep, enough to hide big monsters.. check the archives.. 😛
http://wapsisquare.com/comic/little-too-long/ and the next few pages shows how *small* the sandbar is.. only about half the length of that sub, that was totally blown up!! 🙂
Speaking of, I hope Stinky’s OK!
The big lug is fine. Later on in the sequence Bud told him to get far away from the sandbar before she went in.
The sandbar would be toxic from all the diesel (not a very clean burning fuel) and the aging explosives (probably left residue).
Not to mention the old explosive ordinance that would have been breaking down over the decades would have added to the toxicity of the sandbar.
Sunbathing in hazmat suits kinda sucks. (I sort of know that one from experience by the way)
Interesting…… ? Any further details?
He could tell you but then he’d have to kill us all.
Nothing secret. Just a little air testing of a building in the Florida Keys during a hot summer in an old (non air conditioned) building. My friend went in and I was outside being backup so I had a suit on just in case.
I imagine it would be a lot like being in full MOPP4 in the Mohave Desert during the summer. That sucked.
FYI MOPP gear is, or was, the US millitary chemical protective gear. It consisted of a gas mask, rubber boots and gloves and a charchoal filtration garment that doubled as great cold weather gear. I don’t know if the Army still uses it. The last time I had it on was two decades and several pounds ago.
and maybe it only needed to take off the top layers of sand, spread it around, so that the sand bar is now even slightly underwater (or a lot underwater in places).
Afraid not. Diesel fuel has a habit of sinking very deep into porous substances like sand. And by the way it also eats asphalt.
Bottom line. That sandbar is done! Time to go exploring.
Big boom! = big crater = easy flooding by the next tropical hurricane= gone island, or, at best quick-sand like island.
‘s easy-peasy…
There is a possibility the islnd “migrates” though, sand-banks constantly move.
I always assumed Bud finished the job to discourage forensic analysis. The submarine’s ordinance might not have been sufficient even when new, but Bud /is/.
-JRS
Oh, I agree to that. Bud definitely is capable of removing the remains… or cleaning it up.
unfortunately, her appearance in the apartment after the explosion sort of removes any thought she did either removal or cleanup.
well, the way she looked I dont think she needed to!! again, that sandbar was NOT very big, less than the size of the huge crater that a few tons of explosive would make.. 😛
hmmm… I thought you and I will just have to admit we’ll never agree on that.
I’ve seen some pretty large craters, true; but the amount of explosive necessary to create a crater increases exponentially to the radius of the crater.
You’d have the ‘cube’ the explosive factor.
Basically, if you wanted to double the size of a crater, you’d have to multiply the amount of explosive force by eight (2 x 2 x 2 = 8)
I’m not quite sure what size explosives that sub could have; but let’s say it had 24 japanese ‘long lance, type 6’ torpedoes (2.5 tons per torp). That’s only 60 tons.
I ‘wikied’ explosions, biggest hoping to prove my point.
After looking at the ‘small’ amounts of explosive needed to make impressive craters, it seems you were more correct.
I apologize.
You do realize that a sub’s full load of torpedoes would easily make a sandbar turn into an atoll, right?
I have no trouble atoll in believing that.
In addition, it would be sacrilege to go sunbathing there now. It’s holey ground.
(drops a few pearls in the Jar)
Even if the sandbar weren’t atolled, which Paul says it was, and Bud attempted to burn of the diesel fuel and explosive residue, she’d have to put out so much heat to completly burn the diese offl that the sand would start to fuse into glass. Any beach with razor sharp shards of obsidian scattered through it is pretty low on my lists as a vacation spot.
Plus, bits of Nazi bodies and paraphernalia everywhere. The metal detector dorks will descend upon the place in droves.
Then it is darn lucky that the sand bar is/was in the Bermuda Triangle (at least that is what one of the girls said once)
Wow, some amazing boob on boob action, Bakaneko would be pleased.
i..am… indeed i am! bewbs!!
boob squish!
First panel… nose bleeding…
I hear ya.
I did say it would be a few days until we saw O.T.B. again .
Yanno, he does have a name: “Justin”.
But OTB is faster to type. 😛
I always wondered how Monica found the sandbar in the first place. Most cartoon teleporters (like Nightcrawler) have to have an idea on where they’re teleporting to so if that’s the case with M, she would have to “hop around” the ocean hoping to get lucky, which wouldn’t give her much of a chance of finding something… But then I look at the booby-squishing and don’t care.
Nightcrawler never had a phone with GPS?
Maybe seeing it in Google-earth in relation to the surrounding Bermuda’s is enough of a spatial orientation to poit to a certain place?
I guess Jin,old as she is, knows some great Islands? I can almost imagine her as a pirate-queen, sailing the seven seas at some time in the past, in search of artefacts and solutions to the Calendar Conundrum.
Was it Monica who found it? Or was she told about it by Bud, Brandi, or Gin? I just don’t recall it ever being mentioned.
I thought I remembered reading an explanation about this from Paul in the comments once. Monica found it, and it was from previous trips to Mexico or something…
not sure but I think it was her passing by on a ship, noticing the small island.. so then she could poit.. 🙂
Bellisario’s Maxim, kids.
Well, except that Monica was acting like she had overlooked the obvious when she decided to conquer her sandbar. And she reiterated aloud the necessary skydiving coordinates while giving Nudge, Tina and Shelly a lesson in mutual domestication.
And… it’s the plot direction element for this installment. So if the next adventure begins by hunting for sandbars, it’s an unasked relevant question: “How did you find the last one, Monica?”
The MST3K/Bellisario Maxim is maybe better applied to, “What are the physics of having to visit a place before you can be able to poit to it?” “It’s just a comic. I should really just relax.”
Well, yeah.. she was initially thinking about how she’d go about “getting away from it all” in the PRE-Poit ability mode of thought, and that entails getting time off from work, buying plane tickets, possibly needing to get a passport, the airport, etc. etc… THEN she realized that all she has to do is POIT THERE and back!… no tickets, no work hassles, etc, etc… that’s why she was all “DUH!…”
as for reciting the co-ordinates for her skydiving trip, it wasn’t to tell the part of her body that powers up the “poit” function where she wanted to go, that was all done in her brain at the speed of thought. she only said it aloud to get the other three to focus on how much time they had left before they all went SPLAT!
She might have just used the oldest comic book trick, Just think “I want a tropical island” and poit.
As for finding a new island, I recall Brandi mentioning a jar full of diamonds. Those would come in handy for purchasing a nice, small, tropical island.
Doesn’t really need to buy an island–just move in on a small enough spit of land that nobody will bother you there.
Yeah, I always thought the idea situation was to have a house whose doors opened onto the places where I’d want to be, and one of them would be a nice beach.
Something like in “—And He Built a Crooked House—”?
I thought Bud was the one making and keeping the gems.
problem is, it has to be small enough, and isolated enough, to not attract attention!!
well, It’s definitely ‘small’ now. LOL
Epic chest bump is EPIC
This reminds me of those “Gay Test” images you find on the internet. If you don’t notice the feminine aspects of the female(s) in the picture, I have bad news for you.
Whaddayamean “bad”? To each his/her own..
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Wait! What?
To be honest, living in The Netherlands, where nekkid beach boobage is a main-stay, even on local lakes, the whole “boob” -thing dóes lose some of it’s impact ( never mind hours upon hours of drawing nudes, sometimes even female students from a later year, in art-school..)
meh, if you cannot separate work from pleasure, you’re lost…
hmm, it depends on your age and outlook… teens never tire of it… me, I’m sick of all the artificiality, and the dumb brains that seem to think its good.. :/
well sir, I don’t know how old you are; but I still enjoy the occasional ‘look’ of a healthy young woman.
I admit she has to be healthy, young, and a woman to truly get my attention in a ‘physical’ sense; but (and I know you’re not going to believe me) I was this way even in my teens, twenties, and thirties, as well.
What irritated me most then (and is STILL a big ‘turn-off’ for me) is how the women who have those ‘physical attributes’ seem to decide that’s all they need and let the mental development stop there.
This outlook seems to have frustrated a lot of girls, as well. I mean, the ‘good lookers’ had let their mental state atrophy so greatly, they couldn’t figure why I wasn’t interested with them (and sometimes even sneered at them).
While the ‘mentally competent’ couldn’t figure why I seemed somewhat interested with them, but not fully (they usually didn’t ‘keep physically fit’ enough).
Of course, there was also the matter of trust. I had seen too much of what the divorce scene does to the afflicted husband.
I guess that’s why I’m still single at 55.
Boobs, obviously. 😉
Believe me, familiarity could never breed contempt where ladies’ breasts are involved. We just learn not to lose our higher brain functions.
Rather than growing bored with them, I find that I have become more of a connoisseur.
… Okay…
Maybe it’s just me, but these two are acting odd…
Perhaps I’m just getting used to Jin and Monica being “squee-buddies”. I’m still hung-up on their more professional attitude when dealing with each other.
I should probably just go to sleep and re-read a TON of past comics in the morning. Refresh my mind on what’s going on.
Honestly I don’t see where or how this fits either. Other than an excuse to draw the first panel, and even then… ehhh.
And now to wait until tomorrow for actual story.
A lot of Jin’s new outlook on life is that (with the exception of her powers) she now can look forward to a relatively normal life. That her repeating time over and over and over again is finally done and she can look forward to the end of her journey.
That end being the final release of death. Now knowing her own mortality (and more importantly not know WHEN that is) means that she must now take the time to enjoy her life. It become precious and not a grind like it used to be.
Which is what unseated her sanity chip there for a while.
Bud and Brandi are not ready for their lives to end because they don’t remember recycling time over and over again. Brandi had to look in that book from Phix (that she herself wrote) to sort out the way to end it.
So for them existence has not been the strain for them that it was for Jin. Especially since Monica helped them regain their sense of self earlier in the comic.
Nope. They have the souls of those girls. They’re still people.
SoWhyMe: i think you need to check the archives and discussion about how golems were created.. about march 2011??
Because the stories don’t make sense otherwise.
The last 12,000 years was nothing for Brandi and Bud to experience; But 80,000+ more active years was enough for Jin to desire death?
We’re all accustomed to her being cold, prickly, and down right condescending towards everyone around her.
So to see her being sweet and understanding is a little odd.
Her cold toploftiness was a shield against getting to like people too much, afraid as she was of upsetting her scheme to fix the calendar machine, AND getting hurt again when opening up.
Losing friends cycle after cycle, doesn’t help one’s disposition none too much also I’d gather.
Jin has just finished the “Labor of Sisyphus”. She finally get to stop pushing the rock uphill for all time. Now she gets her reward and can relax and live a life. Lucky boy that Alan 🙂 .
I guess we are seeing the true, girly Jin here, now the burden of madness, and the responsibility for saving time and the world, are no longer.
When you look back on it, Jin and M have had a physical intimacy like this. From random grab-a$$ to grind dancing, they have been the most hands (and other body parts) on touchy feelly pairing of the scoobies. Jin’s insanity and Monica’s distrust made them seem more like enemies at times, but they still seem to mesh. They were the definition of “Frenemeies”, and now with those impediments out of the way, they can just be squee together.
I have thought of them as like the characters of Calista Flockhart and Lucy Liu on Ally McBeal. They hissed and spat at one another, yet had at least one make out scene (after which, they both lied about how far it went, which implied that it went a LOT farther) and were, effectively, one another’s best friends. And the bump and grind dancing, you can’t forget that.
In any case, the two are a lot alike, almost sisters. They both had their time in the crazy. They both have parts sensitive to the cold, Jin’s toes and Monica’s, more northerly parts. They both like a good drunk on. They even seem to think the same thoughts sometimes.
http://wapsisquare.com/comic/howmuchtheydrank/
The real grind dancing – looking like they were humping each others’ knees on the dance floor – was Tina and Bud.
Correct!
But Jin also grabbed Monica by the boobs at one time, truly angering Monica.
Jin seems to be a grabby mc grabby hands at her core, and now M trusts her more, can accept that apparently.
Remember, all during the Calendar Machine struggle Jin had to keep Monica (AND Shelly) at arm’s length and manipulate them; she couldn’t allow friendships past or present to get in her way. Naturally that lead to estrangement on all sides. Then, after the CM was destroyed, Jin’s sanity started to fail and she was left floundering, dependent on Monica and the others to save her. What we are seeing now, for the first time, are Jin and Monica relating without barriers. And it would appear they really like each other…
WOW! Just wow. I’m not complaining, but today’s epic comic looks a lot like some manga I’ve found in the *cough* selective section of my local bookstore. 🙂
Uuhhh.. I guess this is that elusive “female bonding” that girls do, with a lot of squeeling, giggling, and fondling each other?
*shakes head* still don’t get that, despite the clear illustrations that accompany it… 😛
It’s February 14th. Valentine’s day.
nah, what would make it the most popular is pressing them against a boy’s/man’s chest.
It’s only elusive because we know what goes on in the male brains (prior to catastrophic meltdown) who see it. 😛
Besides, I’ve seen males smack each other on the ass more often than I care to, and it’s supposed to be normal behavior. This is kind of like the female equivalent.
Looks like a couple of the Wapsi gals are teat-à-teat.
hsss
You forgot to rattle the pun jar.
*Squeeck, squeeck, trrr, trrr, click, click. Armored Pun-vault door opens*
her You go, start filling her up now!
There, all better now.
I never rattle before i strike.
Fairportfan- Oh, you Viper You!
There is a town in Louisiana where they keep bengal tigers at a truck stop.
That town’s names says a lot in english; but is a heck of a lot different in the native french.
In french, it means ‘big head’.
In english…
well, the name is GROSS TEETE’.
As opposed to the Grand Teton national park? Sounds like a fun place!
LOL.
Completely different background, but somehow similar.
Gros Téte?
>>>grin<<<
Somebody actually looked at a map and found my little 'embellishment'.
The rest is true, though. The Tiger truck stop actually DOES have two living bengal tigers in cages.
The name (in french) actually does mean 'big head'.
Shocking.
Two weeks in a row. This calls for action.
Fan Service Monday from now on!
Homina-homina-homina.
You are saying that this scene is finely-ground corn, and rather bland for your taste?
I’m not sure I agree… it seems both sweet and spicy to me.
Hominy, hominy, hominy?
Ayup 🙂
Hominy? Looks to me like each of them has two…
*clink*
only one ‘clink’?
>>>smiles<<<
'clink, clink'
Oh, nicely done indeed! That one never occurred to me at all 🙂
Goddammit Paul! I just sprained my frigging retina! Lil warning on those ones please!
TRIANGLES??? As in plural? More than one?
WOW!!!
My thoughts too! It took a bit for my brain to re-enter it’s usual position, but then it struck.
Sneaky, Mr Taylor, nice, but sneaky….
What on earth has May done more, besides creating a time-looping monstrosity??
I theorize there’s a second one directly across the globe in the southern Indian Ocean… but there isn’t much out there island-wise so it’s highly unlikely to be found.
you are correct about the general location.
It does include Mauritius Island (a somewhat popular tourist trap on the way to Australia) and Diego Garcia (one of the US navy’s most important bases outside the US.
I’m not sure it was May.
If I recall currectly, the vimana-cell-powered interdimensional travel barrier system that Brandi set up, has some weak spots in it… the Bermuda Triangle being one. There may well be others… places where certain effects or processes are easier to utilize, or where unusual things might be more likely to occur. That may be what Jin is alluding to.
If my chronology is correct, Maahuel was in dimensional exile when the V barrier system was established… she was largely out of the picture.
(Real world note… for certain kinds of energy e.g. radio waves it is literally impossible to create a uniform spherical field… there must always be at least one abrupt discontinuity in the field pattern. This might have implications for how effective the travel-barrier field is.)
the ‘bermuda’ is the most ‘infamous’; but there are as many as 5 in the northern hemisphere and 5 in the southern.
Only two of the ten are even partially over land they don’t surround (the others all have islands).
I’d love to see a map of that.
It sounds a lot like the vertices of an icosahedron if you include the poles.
basically (there’s a lot of ‘margin of error’, due to the subject), the areas are on the 30-degree line (north/south)… separated by 72 degrees east/west.
If you were to drive a stick into each one and cut the globe in half, you’d have two half spheres.
In each sphere, the sticks would form two ‘mirror-image’ five-pointed stars.
what I mean by ‘mirror image’ is if the northern half has a stick EXACTLY up (0*); then the southern half will have one EXACTLY down (180*).
The fringy article I read many years ago postulated that the earth is covered with Zones of Wierdness, laid out to form a duodecahedron (20-sided solid. Role players should twig to this immediately). The Bermuda Triangle is but one…..
The real question is, what happens once you roll a Bermuda? Who’s GMing this game??
I thought it was just a decahedron (ten sides).
WOW! And a Happy Valentines Day Indeed! I open up this page and whata present: M&M doing a Boobie squish (I never noticed Ming is almost as big as Monica) finishing w/a
“SQUEE” and a erotic looking “Valentine – shape”. What? lookit the two of ’em again and tell me that their bodies don’t form a Valentine?
Psst… it’s Jin, not Ming.
AHHHHH! JIN! How could I screw up like that….Apologies all.
Just out of curiosity, how many triangles are there? I can only think of three; Bermuda, the Dragon’s Triangle in the Pacific, and the Lake Michigan Triangle. I kinda doubt that third one is much good for sunbathing this time of year, heh.
Triangles rule of threes… -.-
Wonder twin powers…. ACTIVATE! I didn’t come up with this. Two buxom girls did and then my mind went splodey.
Splodey indeed!
Good thing I opted for the “Splodey Rider” on my insurance. Now I can look forward to a nice check. 😀
I had the same issue. Any final verdict from the artist on this one? 🙂
I kind of hear him snickering at that one lol
There is no wrong time for Symmetrical Docking.
Well, now that I’ve caught up on comics and comments since Friday…
… I love the conversational tacks (like sailboats turning to go upwind, not like poke-you-in-the-thumb) in this comic. That’s exactly how conversations with my friends go–round and about and cover nine topics and eventually resolve the first which was actually the third one mentioned. 😀
What’s everyone all excited about? They crashed together and the airbags deployed. What’s so wrong about that?
*plink*, *plink*, *Clunk*
actually, those… uh… airbags deployed a long time ago.
in fact, one set has probably NOT completed deployment. Seems as long as that set’s… uh… owner keeps eating massive amounts of food, those airbags will continue working their way through the alphabet.
“Now I know my ABC’s, now please God let me go back to A and stop there.”
~ Monica, 2036
Wish I was in the middle of that boob sandwich.
Today’s strip put a huge grin on my face. <3
OK after careful analysis the apparent size of Jin’s endowments are the result of perspective, M’s boobs pushing Jin’s up, and Paul being mean 😉
This wasn’t mean. This was Paul being very, very nice 😀
A scandal rocked Minneapolis today. Boob-Gate!
What’s the toll for passing through the Boob Gate?
But you say it like it’s a bad thing!
Maybe Jin is like Pinocchio, when shes happy her boobs grow. Now THAT would guarantee a man keeping his girl happy! Wouldn’t that be just swell?
>>>shakes pun jar<<<
Well, it has been established that Jin can alter her appearance. Maybe she wanted more cleavage today?
one small question, though.
Judging on past strips of Monica’s uh, sensitivity and my own meager experience in touching said body parts…
wouldn’t this activity HURT?
Hurt? Schmurt.
I think they’re suffering from PTSD(Post Triangle Stress Disorder)!
So they’re going on a ‘SQUEEE’ vacation?