This is Pi Day #049
Stick a fork in me, I’m done.
It’s not that she can’t use chopsticks, but we’re talking about a kid who stubbornly refuses to even learn proper dinner knife skills, instead relying on her overhand fork jab to scarf down most family meals. I spent a good deal of time touring through Vancouver’s budget conscious sushi circuit in my early twenties, so my chopstick dexterity is more than adequately matched to the occasional stop for a roll or a bowl, but the kid hasn’t had quite as many opportunities to practice.
On a tangential topic, only loosely related to sushi but definitely related to persistence and practice, this comic marks the official start of year two of This is Pi Day. And if you’re interested in that sort of thing, I could also tell you that as of this weekend I have drawn (not published, but drawn) exactly 100 comics and strips. This is Pi Day is getting real, folks!
This is Pi Day #031
Happy New Years! …almost. Well, tomorrow night, actually. The publication schedule didn’t quite work out this year.
Alas, as the first calendar year of This is Pi Day draws to a close here are some statistics from 2017:
67 new published comics, shorts, and strips!
380 new Instagram fans for almost 100 posts!
390 new Twitter fans for almost 1000 tweets!
3100 unique visitors to this website!
…and as of this post, this website has now running off a Canadian web server for three days!
It’s amazing what you can accomplish with a little creativity, almost no free time, and a goofy idea… especially when you have great fans supporting and sharing your work.
See you in 2018 for more comics, more dad jokes, and officially counting down to March 14th … y’know… pi day.
This is Pi Day #026
I would make a skeleton joke here, but you wouldn’t find it very humerus.
Halloween. While there are many holidays to celebrate via a comic strip, I thought I would keep it simple and stick with the important ones… to a kid. So, ranking that list puts the trick-or-treat event high on my list.
About two months ago The Girl and I had a conversation about Halloween costumes. She knew what SHE was going as, but on a more serious note what would her ALTER EGO cartoon character dress up as. We mussed around with a few ideas — a pirate, a bear, a pair of monkeys (for her and The Dad) — but where we eventually wound up was… well, what you see here: I dressed them as Calvin and Hobbes, as best as I could to spoof/homage/honour that great strip.
On a side note, my weekly comic has hit it’s 26th strip this week, which if you are in any way mathematically inclined would tell you that 26 is half of 52… weeks in a year. So today is This is Pi Day‘s half birthday… I… guess.
This is Pi Day #019.a
My wife told me that if I don’t get off the computer and help the kid with her homework that she’ll slam the laptop closed on my fingers as I’m typing. I think she’s probably jok893ufyhsojhvjdnvoj;c v ds 0893r92-if edfk,f(**#(* kljuahips
Ah, the good ole innocent days of back to school. I don’t want to get too nostalgic. After all, yesterday was the sixteenth anniversary of that world-changing terrorist attack in NYC and when I explain to the girl how it changed the world, she doesn’t quite see it because it all kinda changed before she was even born.
So I get to own most of that nostalgia by myself and ponder things like the complicated nature of living in and growing up in and being a kid in that post-9/11 world full of whatever that all means. Or maybe it’s always been that way and I’m just a parent doing all this for the first time.
How’s that for light commentary to accompany a comic strip?
This is Pi Day #019
Of course, these students are so bright the teachers needed to wear sunglasses.
Back to school.
Back. To. School.
We`re back, and I`m personally finding as the years creep onward my role in that scenario is changing from in-depth and fully-engaged dad to … well…. unpaid taxi driver.
I saw this yesterday: I was driving the kid to school, she mostly ignoring me from the back seat, and as we drove we passed a family standing a the bus stop. The big cheezewagon had just pulled to the curb and both the dad and the mom had cameras in hand as their little (I`m assuming) kindie-gartner clambered aboard. A five second drive-by as we went along our just-another-day-way told me that this kid`s morning was turning into a soon-to-be Facebook documentary.