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There’s Something I Never Considered

A while back, faithful Fleen follower Mark V pointed me to a series of Kickstarter things that he thought I might find interesting. It’s not a [web]comic Kickstarter, it’s a game Kickstarter, but there’s a webcomic connection — the creator (by name of Michael Prescott) sprinkled a comic through the campaign updates to demonstrate aspects of the game, which I thought was a clever idea (start with Update #3 and work your way forward; not all updates have comic entries).

There was also a lessons learned post from the start of 2020, the sort of thing you’d find from a posting or conference presentation by your Spikes, your Lasers Webber, or Bradleys Guigar. Good solid advice, but the sort of thing you might find in other channels.

But the real meat of Mr V’s pointers was a posting from this month on Kickstarter math that was presumed to my cup of tea — you were right on that one, Mark; I love this stuff — and inside was an argument that I’ve never seen made around Kickstarter campaigns. It’s probably more common in the [baord]game space than the [web]comics space, as it involves sunk costs in a way that doesn’t necessarily come up in webcomics, but I still wanted to talk about it.

The way everybody thinks of Kickstarts is How much money do I need to make it to break-even, and preferably profit?. You’ve got a project that will cost (summarizing here) US$10,000 of your time to make, with a unit price of US$30 (what the backer pays), a unit cost of US$20 (what it costs you to produce and ship), and a margin of US$10. The break even point is 1000 orders — US$30,000 raised, US$20,000 in your costs, US$10,000 left over that offsets the US$10,000 of your time, meaning a total profit of zero. Order number 1001 and every order after nets you ten bucks.

Simple. Everybody does these calculations. The goal is US$30,000 or more; any less, you don’t make the thing because you’ll lose money.

But this example does something unique. What if you’ve already put in US$5000 of time in figuring out the Kickstarter, and know that once it goes up you’ll have to spend another US$5000 worth of time to finish your design. Where do you set the pricing? The simple answer is US$30K like before, but there’s a more complex answer:

You’ve already put in that US$5K of work; if you fail to fund at US$30K, you’re not zero in the hole, you’re at a US$5K loss. It may be possible to set the goal lower so that you do the project and yes, lose money, but lose less than if it doesn’t fund.

Let’s say you can’t get 1000 orders, but you can get 800; that’s US$24K and US$10K in your time, US$16K in production costs, a total of US$26K so you lost two grand. That’s a disaster! But if you don’t fund, if you never do the project at all, you’re out five grand. It’s a loss, but it’s better than holding out for break even. Prescott’s argument is that you shouldn’t set the Kickstarter to compensate all costs, but rather to compensate the sunk costs before you launch the campaign. You might not make a profit, but you won’t be any worse off than if you didn’t do anything.

The reason that this doesn’t necessarily map one-to-one to [web]comics Kickstarts is that the sunk costs aren’t going to occur in the same way — most creators don’t make a comic every day for a year in preparation to launch a Kickstarter to print it and get nothing in return; they did that because they were updating their site, selling ads or other merch, and the print run is a secondary sale of what they’ve already been paid for. By contrast, the game space can demand significant, project-specific work to get to a point where you can determine if the project is viable going forward (say, a demo to gauge interest or practicality).

If you’re not making money on the pre-campaign work, you probably need to do a campaign that’s specifically designed to pay you to make the comic and pay for physical production (not many creators have the track record to support that kind of prepay). Either that, or consider that your real goal needs to not just pay for the print run, but to compensate you for the work you’ve already done in which case, yeah — consider the reduced-loss target for funding rather than full break even.

Anyway, this is a very short summary of Prescott’s points, which I find well-presented and persuasive. Give them a read before you do your next Kickstarter plan, and thanks to Mark V for pointing me towards the analysis.

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This Little Girl Is Five Today

She was such a skittish, skinny little thing when we got her around two and a half years old, having spent her entire life not more than six months in any one place with any particular people. It took her a while to relax around us and let her goofball personality show from behind the veil of stubborn stoicism. Right now, she’s napping in a sunny patch and waiting for the work day to be done so she can collect her due allocation of skritches and get her walkies in. So that’s all right.

Oh, right, webcomics.

  • Subscribers to The Nib, the folks that get the magazine 3-4 times a year, you’re going to want to check your email and maybe your spam folder. They’ve sent you a message that you get to give away one copy of The Nib’s Pandemic issue (in print form, no less!) to somebody that you think would appreciate it. The instructions are in the email that went out to you this morning; me, most of the people I know are already subscribers or contributors to The Nib, so I’m not sure who to give it to.

    Let’s do a contest, then. Send me an email with the subject FREE MAGAZINE to me (that would be gary) at the name of this-here website (fleen), which is a dot-com, and I’ll choose one of you at random to get the issue, a US$15 value and probably the best done by the lauded group of contributors. Let’s make the deadline … 11:59pm MST on Sunday, 28 February, the last moment before my evil twin sees his birthday skipped over because he’s a Leap Year Baby.

    You have to make yourself a promise, though — if you enter the giveaway, you have to ask yourself if you should be a subscriber, or at least buy some stuff from The Nib’s retail operation to help support their mission — to find the best cartoonists in the world and pay them properly for their best work.

  • I wrote a while back about Shing Yin Khor and Jeeyon Shim were Kickstarting an interactive game, with prompts to be delivered by email (and physical ephemera sent to high-tier backers), under the title of A Field Guide To Memory. I hadn’t mentioned that the Kickstarter overfunded, that other creators were brought in (and paid!) to enrich the story, and that gameplay had started.

    With today’s email, we’re about two-thirds of the way through a deeply personal, deeply weird, and somewhat unsettling tale, wherein you adopt the persona of a scientific researcher whose mentor — cryptid field evolutionary scientist Elizabeth Lee — has been declared dead after going missing five years ago on a research trip. I have, for the past two and a half weeks, found myself bound up in my personal history with a woman that I never met, who never existed, who may or may not have definitively proved the existence of Dipodomys antilocapra, the Pronghorned Desert Rat.

    I have dug up memories of my own life and that of my in-game equivalent (who is looking for the evolutionary descendants of pterosaurs — they’re out there still, dammit, just like the coelacanth!) and at times been unable to separate them. The game has you write letters and journal entries, keep field notes related to Dr Lee’s work, research animal track patterns and bird calls, dredge up anger and betrayal, and possibly mentor members of the Little Citizen Scientists Club. I will not tell you how to play the game, as it’s highly individualized and therefore there is no right way to play, but I will say this: if given the opportunity, if you are in future days passed a PDF of gameplay prompts (or even physical artifacts like D. antilocapra antler casts) and you come across an email address?

    It works. Send the email. The only thing that isn’t real, as near as I can tell, is the address shown for the Institute for Theoretical Evolutions in Bethesda, Maryland. The Pronghorned Desert Rat, the other cryptids, the bureaucrats keeping you from Dr Lee’s notes and artifacts, the letters from her students and colleagues and lovers? All real, every bit of it, even the parts that are fiction. Especially the parts that are fiction.

    If you’d like to learn more — and perhaps end up with more questions than answers — search the hashtag #FieldGuideToMemory. If nothing else, you’ll see some breathtaking photos of the very lovely artifacts that players are creating as we delve into mystery and self-revelation at a rate of one prompt per day for 20 days.

Okay, have a great rest of the day, and tell the doggo(s) in your life that they are very good dogs because they’re all very good dogs.

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This Should Be My Last Day Of Restricted Hand Usage

Know what will involve little typing and hasn’t been done for a while? Spam roundup!

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Okay, hopefully that will keep the spammers happy for a bit (47 spams collected since yesterday’s post, 3 since I started this post).

Last Week Was A Wash

And the start of this week will largely be the same, sorry. Ortho doc says no lasting damage and doesn’t need to see me again, but I have to go easy on my right hand/wrist so I’m cutting down typing for another day or two. Network is back, snow is largely gone, EMS work turned out better than I expected, so that’s all right.

But I can’t bear to give you nothing today, so please enjoy Gemma Correll’s contribution at The Nib today, which had me laughing so hard I woke up my dog, who was snoozing behind me¹. For that matter, Maki Naro has a great piece up as well on the mutations/new strains of COVID-19 that is as neat a piece of science comicking as I’ve seen this year so far.

Spam of the day:

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¹ This is half faithful hound routine (particularly considering she tends to keep spindly legs and/or tail right behind the casters of my office chair, a position of extreme hazard) and half recognition of the fact that one of the heating ducts runs directly under the floor of my office right behind my chair and thus it’s a warm spot for napping. She wags hi, by the way.

Yesterday Was Just A Delight

12 hour network and cable outage, snow, and after dinner I wound up in the local ER with a wrist injury because these things never happen during daylight when you could go to a walk-in clinic.

I’ve got a brace on and I’m largely typing one handed, with instructions for rest and elevation for the next 48 hours minimum, so no posts until I’ve cleared whatever the ortho doc says later today. If I have to restrict typing and computer use, it’ll be work that comes first.

Thanks for your patience.

Network Outage Due To Winter Storm

If I can post today, I will. If not, we’ll try again tomorrow. ¯\_(?)_/¯

Sorry Folks, Got To Take A Skip Day

EMS stuff came up. Nothing earth-shattering, but time-dependent. See you tomorrow.

Trust Randall To Find A Simple Way To Explain It

I speak, needless to say of the mRNA vaccines from Pfizer and Moderna which are helping the fight against the novel coronavirus.

The idea of vaccines has always been simple — we’ll give you a tiny bit of what causes the disease, not enough to make you sick, but enough to teach your body how to fight it — even if we’ve sacrificed accuracy for comprehension. But how to discuss this new generation of vaccines, where we convince your body to make that
tiny bit? What analogy could possibly serve?

Death Stars, naturally. I do feel bad for that one guy from Construction Crew B in panel 17. I don’t feel bad at all for befuddled Darth Vader in panel 29.

In other news:

  • Ever since David Morgan-Mar (PhD, LEGO®©™etc) got de-jobbed ’bout two years back, he’s been trying his hand¹ at a number of things; kudos to Australia for having the kind of social safety net that he has the opportunity to do this without worrying about dying from some hideous disease for the crime of being unemployed. Today, he announced another endeavour, one that you might want to take advantage of in these days of kids being thrown into a situation where the education is largely ad-hoc:

    I’ve signed up as a teacher on Outschool, an online teaching platform, and today I listed my first class. It’s a one-off class on Human Vision and Colour Perception, for students aged 12-14 years. If you have (or know) children of this age who might like to learn this stuff, please feel free to sign up for a class! It’s taught via Zoom and is available to students all around the world. Here’s a link to the class. I’m currently offering two time slots in a couple of weeks, but will open up more slots as demand allows. I’m also planning to add other classes on different topics, so you could follow my teacher profile too, if you like.

    Impressively, given that Morgan-Mar is in the Far Antipodes, he found a daylight time for himself (9:00am in Sydney) that will work well for many folks around the world: 5:00pm EST translates to times between 1:00pm and 6:30pm in the Western Hemisphere, and pretty reasonable through the Pacific coast of Asia (7:00am in Tokyo and Seoul, 6:00am as far west as Kuala Lumpur or Singapore; 11:00am in New Zealand). 10:00pm in London or 11:00pm in the western half of Europe might be acceptable, but probably anybody between Athens and Jakarta will probably have to wait to see if he’s willing to do a class at 5:00pm Sydney time.

  • We at Fleen have discussed the ability of comics to provide scientific literacy in the past, pointing to the likes of Lucas Landherr/Dante Shepherd, Maki Naro, Darryl Cunningham, Cathy Leamy, and more². To that, we can add a collective effort from some former grad students at University of Wisconsin-Madison (together known as JKX Comics), who are Kickstarting an anthology about STEAM research. Here’s where I have to throw in a disclaimer: the named creator of this campaign and the J in JKX Comics is Dr Jaye Gardiner, who is a friend of mine from Comics Camp; she’s also figuring out how to cure cancer, which is just the baseline level of awesome you tend to get from Camp folks.

    Gaining STEAM!: Illuminating Research Through Art will be seven comic books in color, adding up to about 200 pages, spanning the full range of STEAM fields: microbes! DNA! squirrels! and more! It funded in about five hours yesterday, is currently over 200% funded, and according to the ol’ FFF mk2, is on track to US$22K to 33K (or about 6x to 9x goal) by the time it’s done in a month. Give this one a good look, and point the science-intrigued in your life to JKX Comics for more.

  • Finally, it’s cold through much of the country, particularly in places that aren’t used to extreme cold. Spare a good thought or two for the folks in Texas who’ve lost power because deregulation is now allowing price-gouging at the utility level, and if you’re hunkered down right about now: stay warm, stay dry, do not bring grills, heaters driven by combustion, or generators indoors, and keep your faucets at a trickle so your pipes don’t freeze. And whatever willfully truthless shitbags might try to tell you this disproves global warming, Randall would like you to know better.

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¹ Just a little hand joke. Keep moving, folks.

² I seem to recall a pair of guys named Randall and David, for example.

Fleen Book Corner: Last Pick: Rise Up

The thing about trilogies is, you know they’re going to fall into one of two patterns. They may be loosely connected, but largely independent stories, and if you jump in on book two or three, you might miss some nuance, but there’s also obviously other things happening to the characters between the volumes on the shelf. Or it’s one continuous story, broken down into more digestible chunks, and where one leaves off the next one begins.

In the case of the latter, as in Last Pick: Rise Up by Jason Walz (:01 Books), you have to read all of it or you have an incomplete single story instead of missing out on one or more related stories. So if you haven’t read Last Pick and Last Pick: Born To Run, go do that before reading any further here, and be aware that here be spoilers. In fact, to discuss this one we’re going to be going pretty heavy on the spoilers; if you don’t want those, skip down to the last couple of paragraphs for context on appropriate ages for readers, as this one is a bit trickier than it appears on the surface.

The other thing about trilogies of the second sort is you know how the story is going to play out. The main characters have their big challenge to overcome/world to rescue, and they’re going to accomplish that goal. Thanks to Tolkien’s model, we know that the protagonist(s) might not get to enjoy the saved world because of their personal trauma, but others will get to go back to normal life and even the hero gets their well-earned reward. That’s just how these stories work.

We know that Sam (maybe 17 years old, employed as a conscript mutant-culler by the locust-like aliens that swept everybody from Earth to be similarly utilized) and Wyatt (her twin brother, autistic, left behind on Earth like all the other elderly, broken, and useless members of humanity) are going to find their parents (conscript mutant-cullers for the past four years, along with most of the adult population of Earth, however many of them are left alive), chase the aliens off their planet, and get back to a semblance of normal life. That’s just how these stories work.

Sam might have figured out why the aliens are scooping up whole planets worth of people to do their dirty work¹, found her parents, prompted a series of prison breaks freeing oh so many captive humans and figured out how to stop the aliens once and for all². Wyatt may have been laying the groundwork for an uprising in the past six weeks, with the Last Picks from around the world building their own jerry-rigged versions of alien craft to fight back, and lured the entire alien armada to Earth for a decisive battle.

The thing about these stories? We see the hobbits go home to the Shire. We don’t know the names of all the farmers in the Westfold or Ithilien or in the lands around Erebor that were slaughtered trying to hold back the might of Mordor’s armies. Sam and Wyatt inspire untold numbers of people to follow them. Those jury-rigged ships? They aren’t built to spec. And the humans who’ve had barely enough time to paint a flag or slogan on the outside haven’t had time to develop real piloting or combat skills. Those prison escapees are still on hostile alien worlds, with no weapons, no food, and their captors sending overwhelming force.

They’re almost all going to die.

For maybe the first time in this kind of youths must fight to save their entire planet story that’s so very common, we find out just how few people there are left to try to rebuild when it’s all over and how much it’s going to hurt to be one of those that survive³. Sam and Wyatt don’t want to send those people to their deaths, they’re very nearly broken by the knowledge that that’s what they did, but things are moving too quickly and honestly, there isn’t a better alternative.

This was a bloody, painful end to a war that never needed to start, and in its finish it reminds me of nothing so much as Deep Space Nine‘s Dominion War. An entire shelf of YA dystopian uprising stories play out like General Martok, reveling in the fight and the victory; Walz reminds us that drinking in the ashes of a devastated civilization, with billions dead on each side, is never a cause for celebration.

It wasn’t obvious when the Last Pick trilogy started that this was going to be a subversion; even to the end of the second installment, it looked like another rousing story of … and then those crazy kids pulled it off and saved everybody!, but Walz built towards it slowly, inevitably, almost imperceptibly until you’re well past the point it should have been obvious from the beginning.

It’s a hell of a lesson to those that read it, but means that you should probably look to give this one to readers at least on the older half of the recommended 12-18 year old reader range. Or, to put it another way, if you had a 12 year old read the first book, and then the subsequent two as they came out in annual installments, they’re probably old enough to deal with ending. If you’ve got a reader that can handle the heaviness of the message, there’s not a lot better out there to offer them.

Last Pick: Rise Up was written and illustrated by Jazon Walz, with interior colors by Jon Proctor and Joe Flood; cover colors by Shelli Paroline & Braden Lamb. It’s been out since last October, but Diamond just now got a copy to my local comic shop. Thanks, Diamond!

Spam of the day:

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¹ We already knew the aliens are many planets in a federation, all susceptible to mutation, and their treaties prevent any member of any planet from killing another, even a mutant. They kidnap entire populations of whole planets to kill their own mutated citizens because their laws won’t let them do it themselves.

² She’s learned that the mutation illness is preventable and the political leadership isn’t bothering to prevent it. Once that knowledge gets out, it’s going to shatter the alien civilization.

³ Exception to the rule, because there’s always an exception: most installments in the many Gundam series spend a good amount of time on the burdens of war and trauma of those that survive.

That Was Mildly Terrifying

By which I mean, my computer blue-screened for the second time in two days earlier this afternoon; the first time was about 20 hours after I applied Patch Tuesday patches, and the second time was about 20 hours after the first time. Each time it came back from the restart, but the second time, I went into all the programs that auto-restarted themselves in their prior states, closed out all their work, exited them, and cleanly shut the box down before restarting.

And after 10 seconds of the Windows 10 logo and the spinning progress circle, my computer stopped pumping out a video signal to my monitor. Oops.

It was running, but I couldn’t see anything. After figuring out a keyboard sequence to request a shutdown with no visual feedback, I rebooted — Windows logo, spinny circle, then no video. I did it again, and this time I interrupted during the logo three times, which is how you get to Safe Mode these days. Fortunately, telling Windows to roll back the latest stability release seems to have done the trick, but it was — as the late Graham Chapman once said — a bit of a brown trouser moment¹.

So why am I going on about computer woes that are obviously resolved, other than perhaps to pad out today’s word count? Because things fail.

Case in point: in my EMT sideline, I am required to keep patient records in electronic form so that the patient can be tracked easily through the medical system (possibly facility to facility) and population-level studies can be done on anonymized data. On duty night, I went to sign my crew into our chart service and was presented with an error indicating unscheduled downtime. Probably about 30% of the EMS systems in the country were cut off from their charting capability². The next day, I got the following [mildly redacted] email:

On Tuesday, February 9, 2021, [ ] experienced a severe outage for approximately two hours, beginning at approximately 4:15 p.m. MST (UTC – 07). Services were not restored until 6:27 p.m. MST. All charting capabilities were halted during this outage.

What You Need to Know
All [ ] customers were affected.
No action is required, but some PCRs that were in progress at the time of the outage may not have been saved and should be reviewed for completeness. There was no loss to saved data. [ ] is 100% available and fully returned to service.

What We Are Doing
On behalf of the entire staff of [ ], please accept our sincerest apologies. [ ] has a long record of minimal disruptions and we are dedicated to maintaining the highest possible level of reliability. We have assembled a clean-room of subject matter experts who are forensically investigating to determine the root cause. We expect to have the results within the next few days. At that time, we will undertake a plan of action to prevent that issue from repeating in the future. Please be assured that we will not rest until we are sure of a permanent solution.

[ ] commits to provide industry-leading, world-class solutions that are trusted to deliver the reliability you need for critical operations. We have not met our commitments with this outage and truly apologize for the disruption to your service.

Of course, if you experience any lingering issues or find further anomalies, our Support team is available 24/7 to help. Please do not hesitate to reach out for additional assistance by phone at [ ] or through our Customer Community.

[ ]
Vice President, Customer Success & Operations

That is how you do it. A clear indication of what they know, what they’re doing, and a commitment to not let it happen again. Clear lines of communication for any concerns, with the name of the party taking responsibility.

Compare, if you will, the utter noncommunication around last year’s Eisner’s fiasco; yes, I’m still mad about that. Or to cite a more recent example, Box Brown discovered that a cannabis company stole one of his Andre The Giant character designs and has built their entire corporate identity around it.

Now you may recall that Brown is generally in favor of cannabis, but he’s said that even if they had contacted him ahead of their use he wouldn’t have agreed to this use of his art because he believes (rightly, to my reading) that Mr The Giant’s estate is the one that should be able to say how his likeness is used. The weedcorp has been stonewalling Brown, so I used their contact form (no email or phone I could find) to pose some questions:

[clipped from the top — introduction of me as writing on comics; this is a formal request for comment for publication, with a deadline for response of 5:00pm EST Wednesday, 10 February 2021]
You are using, and appear to have built your entire brand identity, around Box Brown’s depiction of Andre The Giant, as seen in his bestselling and award-winning biography, “ANDRE THE GIANT: LIFE AND LEGEND” from :01 Books.

Mr Brown has stated publicly that he did not authorize this use of his artwork, and has not been paid for it. What response would you like to provide about what appears to be fairly blatant copyright theft?

No response has been received, so we’ll call that No comment. To add a little more context, Brown tells us:

So what happened is:
A company wanted to call themselves “Giant Cannabis” so they went to a company called @99designs and got a cheapo logo designed. The “artist” searched “giant cannabis” and lo and behold MY WORK came up. The artist traced it and sent it in.

They printed it on tons of packaging. Then I called them out and they tried to pay me off. Then when I said no (bc its an illegal use of Andre the Giant’s image) they said they won’t use the packaging anymore. Here we are a year later and it’s still on shelves [spellings to get around Twitter’s limits corrected]

One of my goals of the last few years is to design a cannabis package but… not like this

spent a long time on the phone with them about a year ago and they told me they would pull it but obviously have not. I alerted the Andre the giant people who have a bigger claim than I do.

So yeah — don’t try to stonewall, kids. It doesn’t work. If you screw up, it is always better to own it.

Followup from yesterday: It appears that Meredith Gran has control of again. Take that, account-jacking dick!

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¹ He did a lecture tour of colleges when I was a student; he was talking about his involvement with a group of utter whackjobs called the Dangerous Sports Club, who decided that skiing was an insufficient challenge unless there was stuff between you and your skis.

Stuff like a full grand piano that you sat at and played whilst schussing your way downslope.

They also invented bungee jumping, and immediately decided that wasn’t good unless you were strapped to, say, a comfortable overstuffed leather chair. The BTM was the assessment of a DSC member to Chapman, regarding a fellow member who suddenly appeared to not have his femur where it belonged, but instead in its place was a rather nasty (irony alert) poin-ted stick.

He also taught us medical student drinking games. What I am saying is I paid closer attention to that lecture than probably any other during all my college years.

² This is why we still carry a clipboard and paper forms.