So I think I need to transform into IT Dad and start controlling some access at the Router Level; a week without regular sleep transformed my son into some kind of marmot. I solicited tactical advice from others in the caretaker continuum, and learned that not all advice is equally useful.

I had a pretty busy week what with PAX South and all but I still managed to do some sketching on the flight down here to Texas. My goal is to post sketches every Monday so here's a look at some Daughters I drew on the plane.

When I was first in Rome, like 12 years ago, people spoke Italian constantly. Basically all the time with the Italian. I expected someone to wink at me eventually and be like, aw, we're just joshing. Come on everybody, let's all speak the sweet English that we secretly crave.

What constitutes "amazing" for you is dependent on a number of factors; having one's awesome-ometer calibrated by the modern world almost certainly has an effect on your affect. I have to say, though, I love the idea that he is already bored with 3D printing. And I'm glad of it, because I need him to invent the next thing while my sensing organs are still moist.

PAX South kicks off tomorrow and Brian asked if I would share our merchandise offerings.

I talked about some of this stuff a couple weeks ago I think, this Jackbox Party Pack stuff, but I've run a couple experiments in the meantime and it's only cemented the necessity of owning this game. Oh! And Gabriel is bad.

So, if you have been around since the first teetering steps of the consumer Internet, technically nothing should startle you anymore. Even if a novel, specific instance of a thing occurs you should be able to place it in or near one of the holes this medium has already gouged in your psyche. But a website that lets you create arbitrary dildos you can then 3D print on your 3D printer and subsequently… admire (?) has no place in my taxonomy.

I want to give you all a heads up and let you know the comic might look weird for a bit. What’s going on? Well I’m trying not to suck anymore.

There will be a bunch of new pins dropping at PAX South next week and I've got the details for you:

Grib had committed his act of fan fiction most foul, but I have all kinds of things I want to write and don't, for any one of ten thousand reasons. "I can't draw" is a big one. Writing something without impetus from him would be… rude, according to the unwritten tenets of our arrangement.

This comment from the PA Facebook makes me feel pretty great.

After I did my Destiny Fanfic I knew Tycho would have to write one of his own. He went after League of Legends and the back story behind his favorite champ, Leona. I had a lot of fun drawing this one. I really tried to push myself in some new directions. I feel like these non PA strips are a way for me to explore some different techniques. I thought I’d share some process stuff with you all.

Minecraft is a place where people are, so it doesn't take long for it to become a curséd rathole like every other thing we touch. Gabriel related a tale of woe to me in this vein that I lightly embroidered and then he drew it and now it's a strip.

I wrote about the Halo 5 Guardians Beta Thing a couple weeks ago, and it's all still true. It may even be truer, now. There's some really neat new maps to look at, especially the ones that take place in some kind of simulated environment; it's similar to the vibe Titanfall was playing with in the DLC. Cool stuff. But at the end of these matches, for some reason, these war-hardened cyborgs get a little… whatever it is.

The Recommended System for The Witcher 3 is serious business, as you would expect; but even the minimum numbers resulted in a marked elevation of the left eyebrow. My home machine juuuust squeaks through. but I don't want to squeak through: I want to liquify this thing and DRINK IT.

I'm trying to get in the habit of drawing more often. This is an idea I had the other night and just had to draw. I really like the idea of the nimble acrobatic Hunter.