Blank It

So I did that thing where I emailed cartoonists from my past. It was awkward. How do you smoothly say “Hey guys, I’m back! Took a little three year break from this whole webcomic business. Boy, was I sleepy! I see you’ve kept at it all this time. That’s pretty awesome. Anyways, here’s my link!” I must have done it wrong, because nobody is saying anything. OR! I did it too right!

Feeling a little bit of longing for the San Diego Comic-Con. Not that I ever profited from it. Planes and hotels cost money, and I never made shirts to sell. It is just a fantastic place to meet people. And that’s coming from someone who is almost a shut-in!

I remembered the other day that I can write with a pen and paper instead of the computer. That was a little freeing. Still feel a little stupid, but that’s par for the course.

Is that enough writing? Can I go now?

It’s hard for me to blog right now of things on the horizon, because I’m the kinda guy who will just spill all the beans about everything we’re working on, potential or actual, and that’ll just create a windstorm of false hopes and chomped bits*. So we’ll just start with the things that are already implemented and move on from there.

We now have a search feature, compliments of WordOwl. And for those who have seen services like this such as OhNoRobot before, let me give a few props and back claps to WordOwl by saying this. OhNoRobot is a great service, like an Applebee’s waitress. You forget her name immediately, but she brought you your mild boneless wings and a diet coke without a fuss and her uniform is in order. WordOwl, my friends, is like a personal butler bringing you your martini while you sit by the pool, and asks if there’s anything more he can do for you. So, kudos to WordOwl for taking such good care of us over here. We support the underdog.

I have news of more features and potential convention info coming soon, so I’ll try to get it all put together tonight and blog about it tomorrow. Tonight is a Wednesday, which means I’ll probably broadcast over Ustream, 9pm Central. See you there.

* For those of you who wish to correct me and say “champed bits” because they heard it on Webcomics Weekly, both words work and are not wrong, despite what some podcasters chatter about.

Word of mouth is the best way to spread your love for Blank It. However, it might get a little confusing. If you tell someone to go to blankitcomics.com, they might hear blanketcomics.com.

But, you know what? It doesn’t matter anymore. They both go to the same place! So you don’t have to look like a big fat jerk by saying, “Actually, it’s Blank It, not blanket.” And then your buddy would say, “Both of those things sounds the same to me, and now we are no longer friends.”

We don’t want to end friendships.

It’s the little things sometimes. I put together some new buttons and banners for the comic that kind of captures the feel for Blank It. If you want some for your very own, you can snag them from the blah blah.

There’s even a chance you stumbled over here by way of these new fangled advermotrons. If’n that’s the case, pull up a chair. There’s donuts and coffee in the back.

I tend to martial art on the weekends something fierce. Not that I’m fierce, the regiment that is. Well, I took a how-do-ya-do to my right hand and mucked it up what have you. It’s pretty swollen around the thumb bone, and I can’t even hold a pencil properly. So, you can guess what this means for the comic.

Nothing, silly. I’m a lefty.

If you didn’t already know, both Lem and I are on Twitter. Sometimes we make comments about comics. Other times it’s just me talking about how socially awkward I am. Either way, it’s a fine enough extension of this blog area. You know, if you’re looking for more ways to waste your time.

You can follow me at http://www.twitter.com/aric and Lem at http://www.twitter.com/lemmo.

In more webTooPoyntOh business, there is a Facebook page for Blank It. There isn’t really a good way to link it, so just click here if you’re on Faced Books.

And while Facebook sucks, MySpace is a horrible monster pit of monsters. Don’t even bother looking for us there. Monsters, I tell you!