remarks about birds
Happy New Years everyone! It’s gonna be an exciting year at Nobody Scores! headquarters, if by “exciting” you mean “terrifying.” I hope yours is nice and pain-free. Pain is for comics! I must have all of it.
I haven’t spelled it out in the comic, but Beans has a crush on Jane Doe, as evinced here and touched on a little bit here and here. Nobody Scores! isn’t gonna turn into an ooshy gooshy relationship comic, so never fear, but occasionally these things happen. It is really-well-covered ground, though, the twentysomething relationship cartoon, so I like to keep that stuff in the background. If you’re wondering, Jane and Sara do the casual hook-up thing a lot, Beans of course gets no action whatsoever, and Raoul’s about as lonely as you’d expect a bitter thirty-odd-year old adjunct professor type to be.
Ancient adolescent conflicted pain watch: an older girl on my bus who had a really aggressive crush on me sang a song about me and condoms once. This has found new form in Jane’s prophylactic dream panel. Exciting! By the way the song led to nothing exciting at all.
Also, am I the only one who finds celebrity laughingstocks to be completely compelling figures? What do you do if the whole world is laughing at you for what you do, and it’s the only way you can make a living? There is a story in that somewhere.
By way of long-term predictions, I figure Nobody Scores! in its present form & characters will last five years if I can keep it up. Longer than that, and I’ll have to start seriously retconning the characters’ pasts and that’s always weird. Watching flashback episodes of the Simpsons can be freakish. I mean, by now, they’ve gotta be starting to make flashback shows with hairy Homer and all that are meant to take place at the time the show originally started. I can’t deal with that shit peoples.
Later!