I should have mentioned this a little earlier, but I was dragged onto a “vacation,” away from all my precious work, projects, and comics. There will be a new comic out this Saturday – among the 23 items on my to-do list I would like to finish before the end of the summer and the beginning of school.

I don’t like school, but not for the usual reasons. See, I want to be in control of my own work, learning, experiences, and life. What school does to me is hand me required work that actually gets in the way of my own work – work that will actually help me in the future. I’ve been getting bad grades for the past seven years or so, and in the meantime, I’ve been accomplishing some totally awesome things: growing a computer business, building a computer, learning the basics of electronic engineering, becoming continuously better at music design, learning about carpentry by building and expanding the tree house designed by my friend and me, and improving my breakdancing skills. It’s not that I don’t understand the importance of school. I’m just incapable of performing mundane work that isn’t creative or challenging. No wonder I was suspended twice by hacking the school computers. I can’t avoid the unquenchable thrill of a beautiful challenge.

I know there are more people like me. Many more. Those people know how discouaging this habit can be. It’s gotten better for me over time, but you know when your parents look past your beautiful accomplishments – straight to your progress report. If you get good grades, then that’s fantastic. But, there are some of us who are just incapable of doing this based on the curriculum presented to us. I really wish there was a special school or learning program for people like us. If it wasn’t so risky to drop high school and start a real business, I would do so without hesitation. Actually, to be honest, school is teaching me to be socially acceptable, but compared to everything it’s dragging me through, I’m not even sure if that’s worth it.

For now, I’m stuck where I am. To my three or so faithful viewers, see you Saturday. Just don’t wait up for me, because I might be a bit late.

Amidst my epic conquest to be awesome, I’ve given this website a home. Raise your glasses for my own dear little domain, http://oneminuteslow.com. To celebrate the tedious work it took to transfer the website, I’m going to be lazy and postpone my new comic till tomorrow. I have a good idea, though. On a related note, some people like to have sex with dead bodies.

Okay, so I’ve decided to share something with all of you – if you didn’t know already, I write music. I’ve been working on some pretty rad tunes, and I think I’d like to send them over your way. I really only finish a new song every few months or so (it’s only a side hobby, and I’m a total perfectionist), but I really hope you enjoy what I offer. I will show you the first song this evening. Also, I’m not home, so there’ll be a new comic “This Afternoon” (cough).

Okay, so upon completing a long-awaited song, I feel like I’m not ready to share my music on this site yet. Perhaps I’ll share after I obtain a better quality mic and release a few more songs, but for now, enjoy people getting stuck in exploding cardboard boxes. See you Wednesday!

You’ve obviously noticed that I’m not very good at keeping a steady schedule when it comes to comics. The problem lies within my habits of productivity. Generally, when I want to get something done, I find it very difficult to start working on it, unless I get a sudden impulse of excitement about it. When it comes to comics,  it’s difficult to find that impulse. Sometimes, I can’t sit and complete the entire comic at once, especially the ones that take several hours, such as the ones in the short series I’m about to conclude. So, I’ve devised a totally rad solution.

I set up a weekly schedule that should keep me on track with all of my productive awesomeness. It turns out I waste a ridiculous amount of time every day, which I really didn’t figure out until I created this schedule. My previous definition of “not having time” was “not being bored”, which was all the time. Thus, I had almost “no time” for anything, including many hobbies and skills I want to learn. After creating the schedule, I realized I have plenty of time for everything I want to do, and that includes comics. The schedule is insane. There are no less than eleven hobbies included in it. Comics is one of them.

Prepare for the dawn of a new age. An age where comics roam free of delays amidst my epic conquest to become awesome.

I’ve been completely absent for four weeks. I’m going to try to explain what it’s been like for me, and I swear, you’ll relate.

I’ve been trying to comb Medusa’s hair. You know what it’s like. There are a whole bunch of things you do, need to do, put off, or wish you did. Each one of these things, whether you really want to do it or aren’t exactly looking forward to it, is like a strand of hair. Each one is a snake, ready to bite your face off. And there’s a huge tangle of snake-hair.

My webcomic is one of those snake-hairs. Truthfully, my absence has been a really emotionally turbulent experience for me. I think about it every day. Every day, I swear I’ll return. I’ve even gotten as far as place a clean sheet of lined paper on the desk in front of me. But you know what? The moment just before you get your hands on that snake is the most inviting moment to walk away. And it sucks. It’s hurtful. It’s cowardly. And that’s what I’ve been, really. What if I had a thousand visitors every day? I always ask myself that. I’m emotionally shaken every time I check my site statistics to see how many people that day are disappointed by the lack of a new comic.

My giant schedule is my comb of this situation. The problem is, if I begin to fall behind in work, I also begin to drift away from my schedule. And then I have a dozen snakes in front of me that I need to untangle with my hands. This whole holidays thing has caused me to fall into that. What I need to do now is get my comb back within reach. That, along with the few people satisfied with a new comic – and the thousand imaginary ones cheering me on every day – will allow me to vanquish a foe that, some time ago, would simply turn me to stone.

Oh my goodness, I am so worthless. No I’m not. I just have an interesting strategy of motivating myself by insulting myself, causing me to fight back with “No, I’m better than this.” And then I waste time anyway. So, I’ve thought about my whole “late comics” situation pretty carefully, and I’m beginning to understand what’s happening – as in, what is causing me to waste time. Let me explain the system that runs my life.

I have a high-priority to-do list with tasks that I need to accomplish each day. These tasks range from business situations to hanging stuff up on the wall. Sometimes, though, I have no immediate tasks on the list, and that’s where my back-room schedule kicks in. The stuff on the schedule consists of all my hobbies and interests. When there are things I need to finish on the to-do list, I ignore the schedule because it’s not as important; it just prevents me from wasting time when I have nothing important to get done.

That’s the problem. I have a lot of space reserved on the schedule for comic drawing. But, guess what? I ignore the schedule as long as there are things on my to-do list. Do I finish everything on the list in time for comics? No. In fact, sometimes, I don’t even start the list. That’s right – it’s not that the list is too long for me to finish. It’s that I waste time instead of finish the things on the list. Meaning I don’t get to my schedule. Meaning no comics. Life sucks.

But, you can help. I want three comics a week as much as you (hopefully) do, but I just need to get slapped in the face a little. With nouns. Slap me with your nouns. In more descriptive words: Think of a noun that has as little to do with comics as possible, and send it to me. Hit me from all directions. That’s email, AIM, Twitter, Facebook, or good ol’ comments on random comics you like. I like pictures of words that are nouns even more.

The more awesome and non-comic-related the noun, the higher chance you’ll be seeing a comic in time. Doesn’t make sense? Too bad; I want nouns. Maybe your noun will tell me something about you. Oh, and maybe you’ll get a noun in return. If your noun is pure gold, I might just send you an adjective. Then you can adject it up all night long. Wait, that was a verb. Subjects predicate.

Some of you are awesome. You know you’re one of them when you receive this message in your RSS reader, because that means you totally RSSed me up to the max, and RSS stands for Really Sawesome Sperson. Turns out, though, that Google is ready for action with some rock solid features, so I decided to stick the Google in my RSS.

This is the last post you’ll be receiving through your current subscription. Here’s the new RSS link for all y’all:

feeds.feedburner.com/oneminuteslow

Remember, you’re awesome.

I wanted to mention the share buttons I added. You’ll see ‘em below every comic. That means you can just click on whatever button to share the comic on the corresponding site. Technology is awesome, and so is sharing, so there’s no reason you shouldn’t share your favorite comics with your friends and foes. If you like some other site that there isn’t a button for (Reddit, Myspace, etc.), then let me know via email, IM, Twitter, smoke signal, or whatever else and I’ll add the button for you. Just for you. Oh yeah.

In other news, you’ll be able to search comics soon, so you won’t have to dig through the archives to find that one where the guy is kicking Cookie Monster’s guts out.