When Matt moves, only the writing can be affected. When I move or do some sort of unorthodox activities, the comic may take a backseat in terms of time management. It is currently 2 am and got my computer setup around midnight and now I’ve gotten a chance to just straight draw to the computer as my scanner has yet to be setup. If you haven’t guess it by now, the cat is out of the bag and I just spent the last 4 days moving. How much stuff can you accumulate in 5 years at the same place? Apparently a lot. Lots of “important” and “essential” stuff made the move. This strip wasn’t written or approved by Matt, but it definitely gives you a glimpse of actual events that transpire in my life. For those wondering, yes I do have turtles and yes I also have dinosaurs that do my bidding. Also, sorry for the art. I blame the turtles, they don’t have opposable thumbs.

After so many years of moving, I never want to do it again. The worst move is probably one where you move to the next building over, primarily because you think that it should be easy and you won’t need a truck. Unfortunately, the thought backfires when you’ve spent more back and forth trips than you’ve ever run a marathon. “Oh I’ll just carry everything over, piece by piece.” I think everyone has some weird or strange moving stories, unless you’ve never moved. What’s your worst moving experience?