News: April 2005

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Fukitol

I really hate Web sites that have more excuses than content, and we were always determined not to be That Site, but here it is two more weeks with no new comics and to be perfectly honest, we know that there won't be a new one for probably about two more.

PJ is swamped in some end-of-semester assignments and I've been rehearsing every night for a show in May in addition to my usual overcommittments. Long story short is that he and I are both pretty swamped right now and even doing one simple comic right now is too much; so rather than half-ass it with some crappy work, we're taking another hiatus. We're hoping this will be the last one for a very long while. My rehearsals and recaps are over in May and so is PJ's school year, so this summer should be pretty wide open for some uninterrupted new comics.

Thanks for hanging in there, all three of you. We'll be back soon, and when we come back, we intend to come back for good.

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

It's sno problem

Unshackled from the stress of convoluted multi-part storylines, Bobbo and Meany return to have semi-weekly mini-adventures limited only by the bounds of our imagination and our PhotoShop filters.

In today's strip, the boys (er, monkey-boys) get into trouble with a sno-cone machine. Hilarity! Stay tuned for more early summer fun as Bobbo and Meany get tangled up in a Slip 'n Slide, get crazy sunburns at the beach and, oh yeah, the time when Meany gets stung by a jellyfish. OW!

So, we've got your summer right here. It's sunshine, right in our pants. Wheeeee!

Thursday, April 07, 2005

So Hard to Say Goodbye

I believe I've said it before, but I'll say it again. You never know what you're going to get in a Moon comic.

I guess there really is no replacement for the Moon Weasel. We didn't count on so many of you falling in love with him during the course of the saga which was designed to result in his demise. That's our bad. But you can't say we didn't warn you.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Exercise your right to make us feel better about ourselves

Monday, April 04, 2005

Moon Weasel go boom

The Moon Weasel saga ends, sadly, with today's strip which goes to show that nothing good can come of voracious obsession, especially an obsession with something so gastrointestinally intense as wieners.

This series really took a lot out of us, and we're looking forward to returning to four-panel glory (even four panels seems like too much sometimes), instead of these complicated sagas. Not that we don't like the sagas. We're gaga for sagas. They just take a lot of time, which is something neither PJ nor I have a whole lot of at the current time.

As for the Moon Weasel, do not mourn him. He's not, like, the Pope or anything. He's just a rodent, you know? A funny-looking rodent that got explodiated.