Posted March 23, 2015 at 11:24 pm

Well, there's Tyler, all of seven strips in, with all ten fingers boobward. Oooh, Tyler.

It just occurred to me that, had GWS not been on that weird fantasical mathematically-impossible timeline I set it on (about one year to our one-and-two-thirds-years), Tyler would be... TWENTY YEARS OLD NOW.

TWENTY. I don't wanna think about it. Let's not.

Speaking of age, thanks for all the birthday wishes yesterday! ESPECIALLY THIS ONE FROM OUR TRUSTY COLORIST LAELUU OMGGG!!

It's Jamie and me and Laeluu herself, and poor bitter Hazel! *swoooon!*

And speaking of Hazel, today is her birthday!! She's technically thirty now. She didn't invite me to her birthday party* because she's still pissed about me ending the strip, so I can't tell you what she's up to today, but I imagine she's wearing her unicorn hat and drinking in a bathrobe. Or I sure hope so.

And one quick final note: Randy drew up an adorable comic about how he and I are con-married and what that means. <3 Come see us at booth #1312 this weekend at Emerald City

*let's be real, Hazel isn't throwing herself a party


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