The final countdown is on…
Okay, new comics start next week. Three times a week back in the good old newspaper style strips with much, much shorter story arcs. Maybe a week or two at most. Mostly we’re returning to the random antics of the gang as they struggle to become rock stars… and the answer to life’s big mystery: What’s on TV tonight?
Here’s what’s happening and/or happened. On Friday, February 3rd, my host, DreamHost, had an FTP attack and some moron deleted ALL the files for the comic website. Luckily, this dickhead didn’t know I pay for a backup service at the host and nearly every file and, more importantly, the database, was intact. The big issue was finding the time to restore the site. I was in New Orleans, of all places, having strippers bounce their boobs on my face and drinking Hurricanes and Huge Ass Beers. I awoke Sunday morning, my birthday, with a decent hangover and to find the comic site down. Joy.
So, I decided to revamp a few things around the old site. A fun new twist on the design features the Amp head for Bud/Jeff (not a Marshall mind you, but a Tucker… get it?). The biggest change is the Member’s Area is now isolated on its own child webpage and therefore easier for me to update and put up NSFW stuff. BUT… all Member’s Log-in are going to be recreated for the new site. Or at least until I can figure out how to import the list from here to the child website. Anyway, once that’s all organized (this week or next at the latest), all the fun stuff will be back plus some extra stuff too.
So, one more week and we’ll rock this thing. In the meantime, enjoy some Ten Years After with a really fun little tune from them. Give it a few seconds as the song starts off with slight radio static and then finally someone starts to tune in various stations until they land on the song. Cool intro, to say the least… well, at least for us old DJs.
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Awesome! Tell us there is one of those blue drop-ins involved.
Now if you’ll excuse me I have coffee to clean up.
I’ll buy you some new coffee at a convention someday…
A good old fashioned swirly and a scrotum drum solo aught to teach him his lesson for good. Every time a toilet flushes or “Moby Dick” by Led Zepplin comes on he’ll wet himself and forget who he is for half an hour.
Man, all types of double entendre going on in your comment… Moby Dick and scrotum drum solo floored me. Now who has to clean up his coffee?
Excelleenoo! I’m glad 1977 is back again and I’m glad you had stripper boobs bounced on your face! All the way around very Rock n’ Roll!!!
Bouncing boobs are the best…
Yeah, I’m ready to get this train rollin’ again. I’ve been f***in’ around with formats and conventions for 2 years and I just need to sit down and draw the damn comic. That’s what I do best and forget the rest.
So, get your headphones ready as this thing is gonna rock…
Now I’m paranoid and need to back up our site ASAP.
MORE important… back up your DATABASE. That’s the key to a successful recovery. Without that, you have nothing but a bunch of useless PHP and images.
Welcome back, Byron. Sorry about the duchebag. It’s good to see that you’ve recovered.
Nothing keeps me down for long…
I call for a simple “flush n spin”! That’ll fix him!
Welcome back Master Wilkins! When yer not circulating, its noticed!
Thank you Mr. Jynksie! I’ll circulate a bit more now…
Seriously? Robyn should be plating that can with a pair of large monkey wrenches. Cutting edge percussion composition: Crash Ceramic Lightening. I’ll just imagine Lorraine made an off-panel “contribution” of some sort or another prior to the beginning of the number. For Great Justice!
Jus’ sayin’ …
Welcome back, Byron! Glad to see you survived t3h interwebz. Imagine my happiness that your opening gig for the new year features Robyn.
Hope you got some kewle stuffs done & feeling refreshed … also hope the family is doing well.
This guy deserves the beat of a different drummer every day for a year or so. That was mad foul!
“…and the beat goes on…”
Welcome back!
oving the new color sceme, Byron. Reminds me of what happes when you stick a lava lamp in your room and find out a week later iy exploded onto your walls…..Huh…Mom needs to stop taking her “Medicine” When I’m in the room, I’m starting to do the trippy Hippie Rants again….