This update is actually coming at 1:19AM, Sunday morning, but I figure, it's SUPPOSED to be on Saturday, so why not put it there?

Luke took the day off today, so I get to update. My family and I went to see a "Musical ventriloquist" a few days ago, and it was really interesting. Yeah, he did all the normal things you would expect from a ventriloquist like speak through dummies and stuff like that, but he also did something that I thought was especially noteworthy: For his grand finale, he brought out two puppets, one male, one female, and had them sing TOGETHER! Now I don't know about you, but I have a hard enough time controlling my own voice, let alone making another, separate voice come out at the same time. I'm going to research this strange act over the next few days and see just how feasible such a thing really is...

Tristan- Solitude
Wilbur- Me

Whoah. That was backwards.

Tristan challenged my throne of obnoxiousness:

x3SoLiTuDe3x: so what was the big joke?
x3SoLiTuDe3x: Super calloused fragile mystic plagued with halitosis?
WilburWilbuforce: eh?
WilburWilbuforce: what joke?
x3SoLiTuDe3x: The one you told Lauramoron
WilburWilbuforce: oh
WilburWilbuforce: she bought a shirt and a scarf
WilburWilbuforce: i ask her "What'd you get?"
x3SoLiTuDe3x: HA HA HA!
x3SoLiTuDe3x: Wow
x3SoLiTuDe3x: that's good
WilburWilbuforce: forget it
x3SoLiTuDe3x: no
x3SoLiTuDe3x: go on
x3SoLiTuDe3x: sorry
WilburWilbuforce: nah
WilburWilbuforce: it lost the moment
x3SoLiTuDe3x: awww
x3SoLiTuDe3x: just tell me
x3SoLiTuDe3x: :'(
WilburWilbuforce: ok
WilburWilbuforce: where was i?
x3SoLiTuDe3x: "What'd you get?"
WilburWilbuforce: Oh yeah
WilburWilbuforce: she says, "lets go inside"
WilburWilbuforce: I'm like...
WilburWilbuforce: why?
WilburWilbuforce: she says
WilburWilbuforce: because I want to look at some skirts
WilburWilbuforce: so we go inside
WilburWilbuforce: And she's looking at this weird one...
WilburWilbuforce: it's all glittery
WilburWilbuforce: you know the kind
WilburWilbuforce: with the beads?
WilburWilbuforce: yeah
x3SoLiTuDe3x: yeah
WilburWilbuforce: anyways
WilburWilbuforce: I'm like
WilburWilbuforce: this is crap laura!!
WilburWilbuforce: She really wanted it though
WilburWilbuforce: so i never said that
WilburWilbuforce: I just let her get it
WilburWilbuforce: so then she looks at this other skirt
WilburWilbuforce: one with a green trim
WilburWilbuforce: it was pretty cool
WilburWilbuforce: if i was a girl i would buy it
WilburWilbuforce: assuming i was a girl with money
x3SoLiTuDe3x: wow
WilburWilbuforce: nevermind
WilburWilbuforce: anyways
WilburWilbuforce: she bought that too
WilburWilbuforce: so now she had a skirt, a scarf, and 2 pairs of pants
WilburWilbuforce: and i say...
WilburWilbuforce: get this
WilburWilbuforce: it's the joke
WilburWilbuforce: HEY!!
WilburWilbuforce: THE THREE AMIGOS!!!!
WilburWilbuforce: ok
WilburWilbuforce: mom wants on
WilburWilbuforce: brb
x3SoLiTuDe3x: huh?

The real joke was a lot shorter... and it made sense...

P.S. Craig, I hope the new background doesn't give you a heart attack

"Make art! Not fairs!" -Me

Went to Ann Arbor. I think my family was starting to get annoyed with my dumb jokes. Awkward moment: I was standing in line with lauramoron and I said... something. It was a joke. I didn't think it was a very funny one. But this woman in front of my just burst out laughing at it. I didn't know what to do. She felt embarassed after I gave her a long blank stare. Then I walked away. I felt bad. I don't mean to be a jerk. I guess it just comes naturally. And that's all I've got to say.

Hey! Check out the new background! Let me know if you like it or not please. I'm not sure myself, but I had to do SOMETHING!!!

Revamption... I like it...


...and Luke comes to the rescue! The new-new background is now up.

Hi. How are you?

I got my haircut today...no. It didn't hurt. I am experiencing deep emotional and psycholagical damage though. It seems that no one understands the art of cutting my hair. I should write a book about it. I'd call it... "The Art of Cutting my Hair" by Luke. That's right. I have no last name. I would make it required reading for anyone who wants to cut my hair. I guess that means I woud never get my hair cut again. Problem number 1: No one "wants" to cut my hair. Therefore no one would read the book. Problem number 2: No one would read the book... They're two different problems. Really.

So todays comic...well... the only way to understand it is if you read all the text below this text. And if you're actually reading this text than you're probably the same kind of person that would read the text below this, and have read the text below this text when the text was originally written... under this text... If you're still reading this, I congratulate you. You have a high... um... moronthreshhold. Yes. I am done.

Hey! You're finally back. And you say the updater thing is fixed too...hmmmm. We'll see. I'm still going to put up tomorrow's comic about you being gone. Because... I want to. So you say you're "sorry" huh? Why the quotes? Does that mean you're hiding something? You're not really saying sorry? You're just saying "sorry" so I'll leave you alone? Really now... I'm obnoxious. I want to kill me too.

So Luke... how was your day? It was pretty good, Dunter. Now I tell you what happened.

I went to Jon's house. Actually I went to Craig's house. Jon and I demanded cookies. Got some Little Debbie's peanut butter bars. A fair compromise, I must say. Went to Wendy's. Ordered 6 jr.'s and 2 fries... Hmmm... That's about it. I ate a Bart Simpson sucker... I'm sure you all were just dying to hear about that... Took a bike ride at 9:15 tonight. Saw this girl. I said to myself, "She should join the guild!! If only she wasn't so darn creepy..." I guess you could say that about anyone wandering around late at night. No one is a part of our guild actually... except me and Tristan. I'm Grandmaster Luke. Tristan is... I don't know... Blackcap. Something like that.

Just wanted to say "sorry" for my prolonged absence. My two-week-long sabbatical consisted of one part grounding and two parts working-as-hard-as-possible-at-my-job, with a dash of family activities thrown in for good measure. Needless to say, I'm back, and next time I have to go away, I'll try to let someone know first. :-)

In other news, I've fixed everything, so the page should be functioning normally again. A big thanks to Craig for picking up the slack while I was gone! Being as anal as I am, a new background is in the works to replace this MSPaint... ...monstrosity... with something a bit more thematic. Luke knows how much I love themes :-D

So... I think that's it for now. Enjoy the site!

Hey. Notice anything different? That's right. It's not a mess. It's all thanks to Craig. Yeah. Check that link out. It's Craig's site. The least I can do for all the work he just put in here. Without him this would still look like crap. He's fixed things up for until Tristan comes back. So... on to the task at hand.

I did a new comic. It's called... "Sara's Comic part II: The Seeds of Irony" Thinking about it now... this comic might seem mean to Sara. It's not meant to be mean. I'm actually supposed to come off as a jerk... Not make fun of Sara or anything. So I'm sorry, Sara...

Oh yeah... and the search for Tristan continues. I e-mailed him last night and I still haven't heard from him. I wonder where he is... wait... i think... he said something about being grounded last time I talked to him. Maybe they grounded him off the computer. Well lucky there's Craig or the site's code would be on an unending spiral of doom.

Yeah... I know. (see title). I've been running the site for the past couple days. The stuff Tristan designed used to run just fine until one day... the day the music died. Now it looks all post-apocalyptic round here. (please don't e-mail me asking me what that means. I get enough mail already. You just won't leave me alone!!! Stop sending me e-mails, Tristan!!! Stop it!!!) But really... I haven't seen Tristan for a week or so... I haven't even talked to him for a week. I have my theories about where he is. He was either devoured by a pack of rabid emus or he moved to Atlantic City to count cards. Or he fell off the earth. Somehow... someway. I've got this wicked awesome comic to put up. Sara's comic. It portrays me as a tyranical monster... but I'm ok with it. I'm comfortable with who I am. So I am now going to attempt to put it up. I apologize to Tristan if I screw everything up, but I gotta do what I gotta do. And a comic's gotta go up. Soooooo peace out.

By the way... the background is meant to be annoying. Tristan is so anal about things that I'm hoping it'll make him come up with a good background... if this background disturbs you email Tristan at TristanMcD@hotmail.com. ok. I hope he can be necromised. Yes. Necromised. I don't care if it's not a real word

I just sent an update... RUNTIME ERROR '53' FILE NOT FOUND

So here we are..............updateless. I hate computers. I'll try to remember what i said last time... What did i say... well it was something about crap. Something about my cousin. My cousin crapped in a dam. But I don't think that's what I said. I'd have to be crazy to say that on a website... Have you noticed the new menu bar? Neither have I. I HOPE YOU READ THE TRISTAN!!!!!!!! I know you're busy and everything... but how can it take you two weeks to add a couple links to a menu?

Yeah. I've been busy. Just got back from Columbus, visiting my cousin, Nate. It was fun. So now that I've mentioned him I must give the website. The Website There's...the website. Not much is going on there. It hasn't been updated since I first saw it a few months ago, but while I was in Columbus I met Andy, who runs the site, and he said his zip drive with all the flash stuff was stolen. But he did say he'd try to do something with it soon. Well... let's hope this doesn't get an error.

Nope. It didn't. So I just Input it by hand. I've got a sara comic to put up...but i'll have to ask her if it's ok. I'm too lazy to make my own so i steal her ideas.