#835; In which an Appointment is canceled

Comic Transcripts

[[Two women are walking along, talking to each other]]
Woman 1: I had the *worst* time at the doctor’s Today!
Don’t you *hate* it when you show up on time for your appointment, but they keep you *waiting* forever?
Woman 2: It’s the worst!

[[A closer shot of the two women]]
Woman 1: And then when they finally *do* call your name, you don’t respond at first because they *mispronounced* it slightly? And they have to call it twice and so someone *else* thinks it’s a mispronunciation of *their* name?
And then you get into a huge *shouting match* and eventually decide that you’d rather continue living in agony with this ailment than give these harpies *one ounce* of *satisfaction*?

[[A close shot of just the first woman]]
Woman 1: And you rally the rest of your strength to call in a final favor from your great father the *sky god of myth*, in whose *breath* resides the thunder and in whose *gaze* crackles the lightning?
And *then* when the dust settles you can’t quite tell if your father the sky god *actually* leveled the building with fire from heaven or if you went into another of your disassociative *fugue states* during which *any* item within reach becomes a *weapon*?

[[The second women has turned to face the first woman.]]
Woman 1: And then you scrub and scrub and scrub the blood from your hands with trembling fingers invite your best friend over for lunch because you know she will provide you with an ironclad alibi in case the *cops* start asking any *nosy questions*?
Woman 2: Hold on, back this story up like *fifty* steps

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#835; In which an Appointment is canceled transcribed by in

[[Two women are walking along, talking to each other]]
Woman 1: I had the *worst* time at the doctor's Today!
Don't you *hate* it when you show up on time for your appointment, but they keep you *waiting* forever?
Woman 2: It's the worst!

[[A closer shot of the two women]]
Woman 1: And then when they finally *do* call your name, you don't respond at first because they *mispronounced* it slightly? And they have to call it twice and so someone *else* thinks it's a mispronunciation of *their* name?
And then you get into a huge *shouting match* and eventually decide that you'd rather continue living in agony with this ailment than give these harpies *one ounce* of *satisfaction*?

[[A close shot of just the first woman]]
Woman 1: And you rally the rest of your strength to call in a final favor from your great father the *sky god of myth*, in whose *breath* resides the thunder and in whose *gaze* crackles the lightning?
And *then* when the dust settles you can't quite tell if your father the sky god *actually* leveled the building with fire from heaven or if you went into another of your disassociative *fugue states* during which *any* item within reach becomes a *weapon*?

{{header: act on instinct at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: All these years I thought your father managed a Lamps Plus}}

All these years I thought your father managed a Lamps Plus

#835; In which an Appointment is canceled

— May 8th, 2012

[ Tags: delusion, medicine, otherworldliness, violence ] Permalink: https://wondermark.com/c/835/

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The past few weeks have been a frenzy of assembling the very laborious, very bespoke first print run of NOODLE BATTLE, the puzzle game I am releasing this weekend at PAX West in Seattle!

PAX has an event called the PNW Tabletop Game Market (Saturday night ONLY), which is a curated selection of short-run games from local designers. As I’ve mentioned in this space before, I applied for a space in this fall’s event mainly as a way to force myself to finish a new game. And here it is!

The drawings are all by Jason Poland, good pal and cartoonist of My Dad Is Dracula. Jason played an early version of this game at Alaska Robotics Comics Camp this spring, and really liked it!

So I said, “Do you want to help me make it?” And so he has! It was his idea to make all the characters fun little animals, and I think it adds a ton of charm.

Because this edition is limited-run, it has been incredibly labor-intensive to make! The boxes and cards were made by a game factory in the usual fashion, but separately. The blank tiles were made by a woodworker dude out of Connecticut. For each game, we have had to:

Cut a piece of plastic and install the box window
Paint all the tiles, hundreds at a time
Apply a sticker to both sides of every tile
Apply stickers to the box (we couldn’t get the box back printed in time, so the whole back side of the box is a sticker too)
Apply the “Nutrition Facts” sticker, which was a late suggestion by my kid that I just had to run with
Fold up the rule sheet (they come from the printer as big strips of paper)
Put all the components into the box and seal it all up

I knew it would be a lot of work and would require some inefficient, expensive compromises AND I WAS RIGHT. But the final product is turning out great, which is the important thing!!

I will have 50 copies with me (if all goes well) at PAX, and then between now and the holidays we will be putting together additional copies to round out this first edition.

I will announce additional copies on Patreon first, once they are available online!! And here too, naturally, before long.

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#835; In which an Appointment is canceled

— May 8th, 2012

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