<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:13:52.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yakas &amp; The Wakas</title><subtitle type='html'>An irreverent web-comic!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1372350326632744273</id><published>2010-05-17T15:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:09:08.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PokéJokes</title><content type='html'>Back when I had a free trial of Adobe Photoshop, I spent my nights making Pokémon based joke pictures. Here's the collection of images I created!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The Exeggutor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Wynaut?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Sand-Slash: Lead Guitarist of Guns N' Roselias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Jeff Golbat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Vice President Joe Rhydon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. From Paras With Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Seel: Kiss from a Roselia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. metaPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_Gg1-kW8kI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lFr-uSQAWf4/s320/The+Exeggutor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472331871420871234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_Gg1mFKglI/AAAAAAAAAdo/j2WjfFiiZr8/s320/Wynaut%3F!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472331864847581778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_Gg1adXwDI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bTgiS4ICFXk/s1600/Sand-Slash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_Gg1adXwDI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bTgiS4ICFXk/s320/Sand-Slash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472331861727887410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_GgiYO_nLI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PiC9YUPxsfw/s1600/Jeff+Golbat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_GgiYO_nLI/AAAAAAAAAdY/PiC9YUPxsfw/s320/Jeff+Golbat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472331534713199794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_GgiFNiptI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/T-yJsT8ayiA/s1600/Joe+Rhydon"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_GgiFNiptI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/T-yJsT8ayiA/s320/Joe+Rhydon" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472331529606833874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_Gghv_C1XI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jAxpkCNA0hU/s1600/From+Paras+with+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_Gghv_C1XI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jAxpkCNA0hU/s320/From+Paras+with+Love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472331523908883826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_GghR0-B3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/V8XDUKQJ9Z8/s1600/Seel+-+Kiss+from+a+Roselia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_GghR0-B3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/V8XDUKQJ9Z8/s320/Seel+-+Kiss+from+a+Roselia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472331515813562226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_GghPi0ssI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6KL_zUkckv0/s1600/metaPod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_GghPi0ssI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6KL_zUkckv0/s320/metaPod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472331515200582338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1372350326632744273?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1372350326632744273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/05/pokejokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1372350326632744273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1372350326632744273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/05/pokejokes.html' title='PokéJokes'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S_Gg1-kW8kI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lFr-uSQAWf4/s72-c/The+Exeggutor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-8109296064914725283</id><published>2010-05-17T15:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T15:49:49.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Swift and the Terrible Turk</title><content type='html'>NOTE: This story, based on the Kanye West/Taylor Swift incident, was written to be performed orally on May 4th, 2010 as my "contemporary issue" story for my Storytelling class. I figured it was about time that I posted it to this site. Enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sweet Swift and the Terrible Turk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ONCE UPON A TIME&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in the land of Cisum there lived a plethora of woodland creatures. Snakes, bears, rabbits, gophers – you name it and they most certainly wandered the vastness of the land! Every year, a great garden-growing contest would be held as friendly competition between the creatures. Polar bears would traverse the snow covered mountains, dolphins would swim across the vast oceans, and even the tiniest of worms would tunnel their way up to the surface to see the beautiful gardens that were planted. Among the most popular gardeners in all land were Honey the Bee, Turk the Turkey, and Swift the Rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turk was especially infamous, for though he excelled in gardening, he was also known to be very egotistical about his work and believed himself better than everyone else. This arrogance had gotten him into trouble many times before, but was generally forgiven due to his profound gardening skills. Like Turk, Honey was a gardener who had earned various awards for her previous works. However, she was modest in nature and was always gracious and kind to others. Meanwhile, Swift was the newest of the bunch. She had never won any major awards for her gardening skills and simply seemed content to be competing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year’s contest was different, though, for Turk decided not to partake, leaving Honey and Swift to compete primarily against each other. Both of them worked diligently, day after day, attempting to create the best garden that they possibly could. Swift’s was filled with all sorts of flowers, from roses to azaleas, all of which surrounded the primary vegetable of the garden: carrots. The garden wasn’t large, but Swift toiled tirelessly to perfect every little detail within the small space she’d created. Lastly, she topped the whole thing off with a happy scarecrow to stand guard in the center of her patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Honey’s garden was moderately larger in size, but every ounce of love that Swift put in her own garden was equally placed by Honey into hers. Honey’s garden was filled with the most spectacular sunflowers and daisies, with her vegetable of choice being mighty pumpkins spread throughout. Honey was very fond of the garden she’d created and liked it SO much that she put a fence around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After weeks of work, the time had finally come to announce the winners. Many animals had competed, but everyone knew that the award for BEST GARDEN was between Honey and Swift. At long last, the judges of the competition took the stage and announced the winner: SWIFT THE RABBIT! Completely shocked, Swift was trembling as she made her way to accept the honor. The judges presented her with the award as Swift began her speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I always dreamed of what it would be like to win one of these, but I never thought it would actually happen!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, before she could say another word, Turk the Turkey flew in from the sky – interrupting Swift in mid speech! Swift was at a loss for words, so Turk used this opportunity to speak in her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Swift, I’m really happy for you and I’ll let you finish, but Honey had one of the best gardens of all time! OF ALL TIME!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, Turk flew back off into the distance from where he came, leaving Swift all alone, visibly upset. Her moment was ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swift ran home crying as Honey and all of the other gardening competitors followed in tow to console her. Meanwhile, Amabo, a majestic bald eagle and ruler of Cisum, declared Turk a “jackass” and forever banished him from the land and from ever competing as a gardener again. Eventually, Swift was given her moment to speak and the animals of Cisum lived happily ever after. Except for Turk, who after his outburst, lived a miserable life of shame and despair, for no matter how famous you are nor how great your skills, arrogance and ego at the expense of others is never overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-8109296064914725283?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/8109296064914725283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-swift-and-terrible-turk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8109296064914725283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8109296064914725283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-swift-and-terrible-turk.html' title='Sweet Swift and the Terrible Turk'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-4883098415905007391</id><published>2010-04-05T01:40:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:17:19.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CANDY LAND</title><content type='html'>Originally written as my final short story for a college class, "CANDY LAND" is one part children's board game and one part Frank Miller's "Sin City." Now a cult hit among many of my friends, I'm presenting the story for the first time ever on this blog. So, without further adieu, I present "CANDY LAND."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;The following contains violence, sexual themes, drug use, and language. MATURE READERS ONLY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;CANDY LAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you know about Candy Land, then it’s time you learned the hard truth. I’ve lived in this shithole my whole life, and it just doesn’t get any better. If you’re a gingerbread person like me, then you get to experience a whole new level of the place that most don’t. Know why? It’s because us gingerbread men are relegated to the law enforcement jobs, forcing us to deal with and clean up this lowly cesspool. And as of nine hours ago, this place got a whole helluva lot worse. Queen Frostine’s dead corpse was found in Peppermint Forest, and given the history of that scumbag Mr. Mint, he was exactly where my investigation began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Hour After Frostine’s Body Found&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Mint’s Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peppermint Forest, where all the worst scum for hire in Candy Land live. The worst of them all is Mr. Mint. The guy had been an active assassin for twenty years of his life, and he was only thirty-five. Just goes to show how cold the bastard is. However, word on the street was that Mr. Mint retired after his mother fell ill. So maybe he wasn’t as cold as he outwardly seemed. Still, he was the top assassin in the game, and Frostine’s body was found in his woods. The connection just seemed logical, so I visited his house. He was home, and much to my surprise, he had no qualms with sitting down and having a talk with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, Mint, whaddya know about Frostine’s death?” I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nadda chief. I haven’t been in the biz for years now, not since my mother started to expire.” he replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“C’mon Mint, you were once the head honcho of assassins in this district, you gotta know somethin’.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m tellin’ ya, Gingy, this one’s got no connection with me. I’ve tried to lead a normal life for these past few years, and that includes keeping my hands out of all the sketchy going-ons in this land.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t want to believe him, considering I didn’t like the piece of shit. But, throughout my history on the force, I’ve always been a good judge of when someone’s telling the truth or not. And like it or not, Mint wasn’t lying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry I couldn’t help ya, Gingy. Why don’t you go see the Candy Trio? They’ve always got their hands in everything, so it wouldn’t shock me if they knew something.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just might have to do that, Mint. You take care of your mother, now, ya hear?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave each other a nod and that was that. Mr. Mint knew nothing, and I knew as much as I knew an hour ago. I figured I’d take Mr. Mint’s advice, so it was off to see the Candy Trio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two Hours After Frostine’s Body Found&lt;br /&gt;The Candy Trio’s Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Plumpy, Gloppy, and Jolly. Individually they were nothings. Together, they were the Candy Trio. They ran a comedy club near Gumdrop Pass, and just about everyone in the whole land had seen their act one time or another. Due to their popularity, their club was also a hotspot for shady meetings. Chances are they’d overheard something, and that something was what I was going to figure out. As I entered the club a thick cloud of cinnamon smoke fogged up the air, making my nostrils tingle. I headed towards the back where the three of them would surely be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gingy!” yelled Gloppy. “How you been?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Could be worse.” I replied. “I’m sure you guys have heard about Frostine?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tragic.” said Plumpy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, it is. So, you guys know anything about it?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Us?” asked Jolly. “We’re just a group of comedians. How could we possib-”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t bullshit me Jolly,” I cut in, “I know about all the meetings and get togethers that go on here. Now, you may not be part of them, but somebody in here must have heard something about something, so you better be blunt with me. Otherwise I won’t hesitate to shut this place down.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright, alright.” replied Jolly. “But we don’t know much.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How much is much?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, we don’t know who did it, or why.” said Gloppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What the hell do you know, then?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloppy then got real close to me, ready to tell me a secret that he didn’t want anybody else to know. A secret that would make this case a whole lot more interesting and deep-rooted than it already was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Word on the street is…” said Gloppy, “Queen Frostine had been, ahem, secretly fornicating with Lord Licorice.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re shitting me, right?” I replied. “There’s no way that…”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey man, it’s just what we’ve heard around the joint.” replied Plumpy. “Take it however you will, but it sounds like the clean Queen Frostine wasn’t as pristine as we had all deemed her. In fact, sounds like she was quite the slut.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Must be where her daughter gets it.” said Jolly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well then, I think I know who I need to see next. Thanks for all the info guys, it’s been a pleasure as always.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I left the three of them to go about their business, and headed off to Licorice Castle. It was time to pay “The Lord” a visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four Hours After Frostine’s Body Found&lt;br /&gt;Lord Licorice’s Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in Candy Land knew and feared the relationship between King Kandy and Lord Licorice. Once great friends and allies, the two eventually parted ways over some big issue. Nobody in the land ever really knew what the issue was, but they knew the rivalry between the two was an intense one. Together, their corruption of the government with crime and lies was bad enough, but when they split, the crime and lies increased ten-fold. Their split is the reason Candy Land is what it is today. Now, from what the Candy Trio told me, it seems that Lord Licorice took the rivalry to a whole new level by bumpin’ nasties with the Queen herself. This story just wasn’t getting any better. I got to Licorice Castle, and there was Lord Licorice, right at the entrance waiting for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why hello, Gingy.” he said. “You don’t disappoint, do you?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How did you know?” I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Candy Trio is in my pocket, Gingy. They told me you were on your way.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well apparently you’re not paying them well enough, Lord, because they spilled the beans on your relations with the recently deceased.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shit happens Gingy.” he replied. “The beans were destined to be spilled someday.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you know then that I need to question you about her death, right?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure sure. Why don’t we go inside for this one though?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed Licorice inside, not really knowing what to expect. Not many people have ever been inside Licorice Castle, and especially not cops. We took a seat in his extravagantly furnished living room. That didn’t surprise me though, considering how much money the guy was making with his “business.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Would you like some tea?” asked Licorice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No thanks, I’m not in the mood. I’d rather get to the point of this meeting.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah yes, Queen Frostine.” he said. “She and I have a longer history than most think.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is that so?” I replied. “Does this history involve her infidelity with the King?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, not all of it.” said Licorice. “Throughout our younger years the Queen and I were always interested in each other. The King knew that, but decided to marry her anyway.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is that why you and the King parted ways as business partners?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. That’s a different story.” he replied. “For awhile, I was fine with their marriage together. He said he loved her, and she said she loved him. They were both happy together, so I wasn’t going to be the one to ruin it. However, a few years after they got married, the Queen came and visited me here at my castle. Needless to say, our one night stand together that day had a lasting effect. Her name was Lolly.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in total shock at what Licorice had just laid out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The princess?!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, the Princess.” he replied. “We kept that one night secret for eighteen years, but as I said earlier, shit happens and beans are eventually spilled. King Kandy was understandably furious, and we got into an argument over each other’s love for Frostine. It all went downhill from there. Me and Kandy parted ways, their marriage was on the rocks, and once Princess Lolly found out, she decided to leave the castle and become the “entertainer” she is today. Frostine grew increasingly unhappy after that, and eventually started seeing me to get what she wasn’t getting from the King. Not exactly a happy ending.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess not. But none of this really helps my investigation.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It should key you in on at least one thing, Gingy.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And what’s that?” I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That it wasn’t me.” he replied. “I loved Queen Frostine, and could never in my entire life harm her.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then who did harm her?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your guess is as good as mine. Why don’t you go visit her daughter?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lolly? Why?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because contrary to what most people in Candy Land think, she’s always had a great relationship with her mother. Despite all that’s happened to them throughout the years, the two of them always told each other everything. If anyone knows something, it’s her.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, I was on the right track. Princess Lolly had to know something, and it was a visit that I’d be paying her soon enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess I’ll be heading out then.” I said. “Thanks for the information.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No problem, Gingy. Just do me a favor.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s that, Licorice?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that he gave me the most serious look I’d ever seen anyone in my entire life give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Catch the bastard who did this to Frostine.” he said. “And make them pay.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll do my best.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Licorice Castle behind me, my next stop was Lollipop Woods. Princess Lolly ran her “business” there, and it was surely where I’d find the culprit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Six Hours After Frostine’s Body Found&lt;br /&gt;Princess Lolly’s Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Lolly wasn’t exactly your typical Princess. The first 17 years of her life were fairly normal, but when she was 18 she left the castle and opened a strip joint in Lollipop Woods. Nobody ever really knew why, but according to what Licorice told me, it was the revelation that she was his daughter that sent her onto her current life path. “Suckers” was the name of her joint, and the place was always booming with business. People from all over the land would come just to see Lolly’s pops. Heck, even I’d been there before. Today, however, was an entirely different story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there, Princess Lolly was on stage doing her act. She saw me enter, and immediately bolted to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gingy!” she said as she hugged me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolly and I weren’t really friends or anything, but she knew who I was. That, and she liked to hug people. As for me? I was a bit distracted by the fact that her pops were still hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Lolly.” I said. “I need to talk to you for a moment. You got the time?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s about my mother, right?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright, let’s go somewhere private.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joint didn’t have any back rooms, so me and Lolly were forced to have our little chat in one of the rooms that they usually reserve for “private” shows. Luckily, she put some clothes on, so at least our chat could be serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So Gingy, what do you need to know?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everything.” I replied. “Licorice told me the whole backstory with him and Frostine. I know you’re his daughter.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. Well, I guess that secret’s out now.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. But I need to know if your mother told you anything recently, anything that would be helpful to my investigation. Licorice said that you two were still very close, so I was hoping that you might know something.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, Licorice was right about one thing.” she said. “We were very close.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears started pouring from her eyes at that point, and I held onto her for support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But I don’t know anything.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing?” I asked. “You’ve got to know something.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry, Gingy. I wish I did, but I haven’t talked to my mother in a few days. And the last time we did talk, she seemed perfectly fine, without a single care in the world. It’s really just made all of this a lot more difficult for me, not knowing why somebody would do it.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I didn’t know what to think. Without her knowing anything that could help me, my investigation went back to being more difficult than I was hoping it would be. Lolly continued to cry, so I decided that it would be best for me to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright Lolly, sorry to have bothered you.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay, Gingy.” she replied. “I’m sorry I couldn’t help more. I really wish I could’ve.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tears came from her eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t you go home for the day, Lolly?” I advised. “You deserve some time off.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t. This place is always packed. Besides, being at work takes my mind off of everything. It helps.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay then. You take care, kid.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will. Please find whoever did it. My mother deserves at least that much.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will do kiddo.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I left “Suckers” and headed out of Lollipop Woods. Lolly knew nothing, and everyone else gave me what information they did have. My next step was obvious. It was time to visit King Kandy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seven Hours After Frostine’s Body Found&lt;br /&gt;King Kandy’s Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kandy had all the motive in the world. His daughter wasn’t his, his former best friend and now enemy was the father, and his wife was sleeping around behind his back. The question was, did he know? I was ready to find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I approached the front entrance, Kandy’s bodyguards were quick to stop me in my tracks. They asked the usual questions. Who was I, what was my business, and then made me show them my badge. Once that was out of the way, they led me inside to King Kandy. Kandy was much different than Licorice. Though the Lord would be seen wandering all about Candy Land, the King tended to keep to himself inside the castle. In fact, it’d been about two or three years since I’d last seen him face to face. He didn’t look much different now than he did before. Still fat, and still had a mustache. However, one thing was different. He looked sadder than I’d ever seen him in his entire life. It was then that he looked me right in the eyes and laid it out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No.” he said. “No Gingy, it wasn’t me. I know that you’ve been conducting your investigation throughout the land today, and I know that all your sources have probably led you to me. But I didn’t do it.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This drove me nuts. I could see it in his eyes, and hear it in his voice. This man had lost someone extremely dear to him. I believed him, and went along with what he said. However, I still had to question him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who, then?” I asked. “You had all the motive in the world Kandy.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know.” he replied. “Everything that you’ve probably heard today, all the information you’ve recently discovered, I’ve known and dealt with for years. My backstabbing best friend, my unfaithful wife, and the daughter who isn’t mine. But you know what, they’re my family. I may not be the biological father of Lolly, but I raised her. That makes me her father. As for Frostine frolicking with Licorice, I just didn’t want to accept it. I’ve loved her as long as he has, and just like him, I could never imagine hurting her. Though this whole land has gone to shit, the people have always had the image of Queen Frostine to look up to. She was beautiful, smart, and a shining star in the minds of the citizens.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Now she’s dead,” I replied, “And I still have no God damn clue who did it.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know what to tell you, Gingy.” he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kandy then broke down crying. The land’s greatest crime lord, and the most feared man in all of Candy Land, reduced to a blubbering baby. His wife, the Queen, was dead. It was my duty to find out who did it, and I wouldn’t rest until I knew the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’ll be fine, Kandy.” I replied. “I’ll find the answers that everyone’s looking for.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kandy looked up at me, and gave me a smile. I looked back at him, and then left Candy Castle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind was totally shot at this point, and I really didn’t know what to think anymore. I decided to go back to the station to clear my mind for a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nine Hours After Frostine’s Body Found – Present Time&lt;br /&gt;My Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am, sitting in my office, thinking over all the information I’ve heard today and trying to piece it all together. Queen Frostine was a cheating whore, but everyone seemed to like her anyway. So who did it? Who killed Queen Frostine? It wasn’t Mr. Mint; he’s retired and helping his expiring mother. The Candy Trio? No, they’re a harmless comedy group. Princess Lolly? No, she’s just a friendly stripper who loved her mother. As for Lord Licorice and King Kandy, Frostine seemed to be the one thing that those two could actually agree on. They loved her, and both would never hurt her—although hurting anyone and everyone else in the land seemed to be fair game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So then, who did in the Queen?” I spoke aloud, looking down at my desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was only one person left that I hadn’t thought to question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, it couldn’t have been…” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Me.” a soft and gentle voice spoke. “It was me.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up, and there she is. Soft and gentle Gramma Nut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You?” I ask. “But why?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No reason. No excuse.” she replied. “I just…I just lost it. I live all by myself in the Peanut Brittle House, but nobody ever buys my candy products anymore. I’m so lonely out there, and my mind just wanders into oblivion. So, I just decided one day that I wanted to know what it’d be like to take a life. To have the same kind of power that Licorice and Kandy do. So I waited on the hidden trail between Lollipop Woods and Licorice Castle for a stranger to come by. Eventually, someone wearing peasant rags passed through. I figured nobody would miss a simple peasant, so I attacked her with my rolling pin until her brains oozed out onto the ground. I pulled back the veil on her face to see whom I killed, and much to my shock it was Frostine. I only wanted to kill a peasant, not the Queen. I was afraid, so I dumped her body into Peppermint Forest, hoping that sick bastard Mr. Mint would take the fall. But as we both know, he didn’t, and neither did anyone else. So now you know. And in order to keep my secret, I have to kill yet again.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gramma Nut lunges at me with her rolling pin, and I pull my weapon out of its holster. I fire only one round, which is enough to take down the poor old lady. My comrades on the force immediately run into my office, having heard the gunshot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gramma Nut?!” yells one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She killed Frostine.” I reply. “She confessed.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But why?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No reason. No real motive. Gramma Nut simply went nuts.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, you don’t know shit about Candy Land. The place that you think is nothing but gummy drops and lollipops is filled to the brim with crime, lies, and death. And nine hours ago, the corpse of the land’s beloved Queen was found. Worst of all, she was killed by someone that nobody would ever have suspected. Though Frostine had survived her relationship with the two worst crime runners in the whole land, in the end she was done in by a sad and lonely old woman’s rolling pin. The shining star Queen was a whore, and the sweetest old lady in the land was a cold-blooded killer. Just proves my point. Candy Land is a fucked up place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-4883098415905007391?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/4883098415905007391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/04/candy-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4883098415905007391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4883098415905007391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/04/candy-land.html' title='CANDY LAND'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7110490422451368834</id><published>2010-04-04T01:41:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:52:22.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa! Long time no update!</title><content type='html'>Since I have a 30-Day Trial Version of Adobe Photoshop, I find myself messing around with it whenever I get bored. As a result, I have two images to share with y'all tonight. The first is a spiffy little drawing I made titled "Glorp's Crash Landing." It's a simple little doodle that I'm already quite fond of. The second image is something I created in honor of Zombie Jesus Day, or as mainstream society calls it, "Easter." That little photoshopped creation is titled "The Brains Supper" by Leonardo DaZombie. Anyway, enjoy these little random creations, and in the meantime I'll try to find some time to dedicate to this blog again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S7gn4tF6QOI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ErqDPA25Foc/s400/Glorp%27s+Crash+Landing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456154803689898210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;"Glorp's Crash Landing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S7gn4Era0GI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VF7d_cQImlU/s400/The+Brains+Supper+by+Leonardo+DaZombie.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456154792841367650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;"The Brains Supper" by Leonardo DaZombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7110490422451368834?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7110490422451368834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/04/whoa-long-time-no-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7110490422451368834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7110490422451368834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/04/whoa-long-time-no-update.html' title='Whoa! Long time no update!'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/S7gn4tF6QOI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ErqDPA25Foc/s72-c/Glorp%27s+Crash+Landing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5260037854380443452</id><published>2010-02-16T21:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T06:11:40.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Balloon Boy Saga</title><content type='html'>These two games are a few months old now, but I just realized that I never posted links to them here. They were both made for my Flash Animation course, &lt;i&gt;Balloon Boy Fight&lt;/i&gt; being my first interactive animation and &lt;i&gt;Super Balloon Boy&lt;/i&gt; being my final project. Anyway, here they are for your enjoyment, along with a quick game description of each.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swfcabin.com/open/1277543047"&gt;Balloon Boy Fight:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Take flight as Balloon Boy on your journey to explore the skies. But beware of geese, distracted Northwest Airlines pilots, and of course: Kanye West! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Easter Egg: Click on Kanye's mouth for a secret message!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swfcabin.com/open/1277543087"&gt;Super Balloon Boy:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Having explored the skies, Balloon Boy continues his journey by exploring the depths of space. But look out! You'll also be sharing the stars with the Millenium Falcon, Tie Fighters, The U.S.S. Enterprise, and Admiral Ackbar himself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Easter Egg: Click on Admiral Ackbar's head for a special warning!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5260037854380443452?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5260037854380443452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/02/balloon-boy-saga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5260037854380443452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5260037854380443452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2010/02/balloon-boy-saga.html' title='The Balloon Boy Saga'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7171753342396565451</id><published>2009-12-25T07:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T07:23:17.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Yakas &amp; The Wakas Christmas Special" - 12/25/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSurjbJdWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3pGUUIh-XGk/s1600-h/Introduction.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSurjbJdWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3pGUUIh-XGk/s400/Introduction.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148314900264290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSurSjDV9I/AAAAAAAAAOU/gINssX80d-A/s1600-h/Title.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSurSjDV9I/AAAAAAAAAOU/gINssX80d-A/s400/Title.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148310370015186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSumhLZErI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LDIi8c1sSvA/s1600-h/Page+1.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSumhLZErI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LDIi8c1sSvA/s400/Page+1.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148228397961906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSumWokDyI/AAAAAAAAAOE/13sF-0e4ztc/s1600-h/Page+2.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSumWokDyI/AAAAAAAAAOE/13sF-0e4ztc/s400/Page+2.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148225567526690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSumMYcxmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/SjG_Zl1lCV8/s1600-h/Page+3.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSumMYcxmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/SjG_Zl1lCV8/s400/Page+3.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148222815585890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSul0nEuEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RT57oQ1MV1c/s1600-h/Page+4.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSuc9iTBAI/AAAAAAAAANc/5JhzYcrdIXI/s400/Page+7.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148064211534850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSucgXJs4I/AAAAAAAAANU/ZEaVpvInfNE/s1600-h/Page+8.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSucgXJs4I/AAAAAAAAANU/ZEaVpvInfNE/s400/Page+8.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148056380158850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSucSgIBNI/AAAAAAAAANM/bngnEvYJduw/s1600-h/Page+9.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSucSgIBNI/AAAAAAAAANM/bngnEvYJduw/s400/Page+9.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148052659700946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSucKx8ThI/AAAAAAAAANE/qXbpav25Ulk/s1600-h/Conclusion.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSucKx8ThI/AAAAAAAAANE/qXbpav25Ulk/s400/Conclusion.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419148050586947090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7171753342396565451?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7171753342396565451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/yakas-wakas-christmas-special-12252004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7171753342396565451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7171753342396565451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/yakas-wakas-christmas-special-12252004.html' title='&quot;The Yakas &amp; The Wakas Christmas Special&quot; - 12/25/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzSurjbJdWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3pGUUIh-XGk/s72-c/Introduction.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1124562212687416818</id><published>2009-12-24T14:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:18:38.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Special Introduction</title><content type='html'>The Christmas special comic was by far the biggest project that I had ever worked on involving The Yakas &amp;amp; The Wakas. Overall, I think it took me about a week or two to finish it...which includes the art, the concept of it, and everything else. One aspect of the Christmas special that I definitely wanted was the inclusion of all four characters in the series. The funny thing about the Christmas special is that the story itself is actually pretty darn good...at least in my opinion. For a comic series known for not making any sense and being very off the wall, the Christmas special managed to be quite a change of pace. My main inspiration for the storyline of the comic was old Christmas specials from TV, such as the Garfield one. I wanted things to go wrong for the characters, yet I wanted everything to be all right and back to normal by the end of it. However, I did manage to put a little twist on the so called "happy endings" of Christmas specials, which involved Stick-Man receiving a gunshot wound to the leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the Christmas special has the honor of being the Y&amp;amp;W comic with the most references to outside material. These references include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The star on top of the tree, which is the star that I created and used in my Yoshi Stadium spoof of the Mario Party franchise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Waka's monologue, which, as Yaka states, was taken from the movie "Braveheart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The fight with Slobber, which uses the battle menu from the "Dragon Quest" video game series, hence the line, "A slime draws near."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it for the Christmas special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMING TOMORROW:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"The Yakas &amp;amp; The Wakas Christmas Special" in all of its original glory!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1124562212687416818?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1124562212687416818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-special-introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1124562212687416818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1124562212687416818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-special-introduction.html' title='Christmas Special Introduction'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2844654216867381184</id><published>2009-12-22T09:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:05:55.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Non-Human Torch" - 07/17/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzDgSCOz6xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5b6vY6ydi8w/s1600-h/The+Non-Human+Torch.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzDgSCOz6xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5b6vY6ydi8w/s400/The+Non-Human+Torch.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418076952167967506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a way to end the Y&amp;amp;W series, right? Then again, this proved to be only the end of Volume 1, as I would start the comic back up again years later! Anyway, I should probably talk about the comic itself. Well then, it's quite obvious that the comic was inspired by the Fantastic Four movie, which had just come out when I made this comic. Every time Johnny Storm would become The Human Torch he'd yell, "Flame on!" Unfortunately for Yaka, he's the one who catches on fire when Waka yells it. The logic behind it doesn't make much sense at all...but hey, it's still funny. Two things to note about this comic are that A) the fire on Yaka's head is the same exact fire that I used in the comic "Lest We Forget" and B) it's the only comic in the series to feature any semblance of a swear word (i.e. hell).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2844654216867381184?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2844654216867381184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/non-human-torch-07172005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2844654216867381184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2844654216867381184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/non-human-torch-07172005.html' title='&quot;The Non-Human Torch&quot; - 07/17/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SzDgSCOz6xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5b6vY6ydi8w/s72-c/The+Non-Human+Torch.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6963142909675994526</id><published>2009-12-21T11:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:53:09.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mouse Problem" - 07/09/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sy-n4wM5SYI/AAAAAAAAAME/6miEFQMD5x8/s1600-h/Mouse+Problem.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sy-n4wM5SYI/AAAAAAAAAME/6miEFQMD5x8/s400/Mouse+Problem.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417733470203496834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's kind of odd that a lot of Y&amp;amp;W comics are inspired by real events in my life. "Mouse Problem," as the title suggests, was inspired by the fact that my actual house had a mouse problem of its own. However, we simply used some peanut butter and mouse traps, not a fully-rigged load of C4 explosive. Either way would have worked really, because as flawed as Waka's logic is, he's actually right. If there's no house, then there's no mouse. Unfortunately, no house also equals living in a cardboard box in a back alley...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6963142909675994526?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6963142909675994526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/mouse-problem-07092005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6963142909675994526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6963142909675994526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/mouse-problem-07092005.html' title='&quot;Mouse Problem&quot; - 07/09/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sy-n4wM5SYI/AAAAAAAAAME/6miEFQMD5x8/s72-c/Mouse+Problem.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5487327933507655600</id><published>2009-12-20T12:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:30:23.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pieces of Brain" - 07/03/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sy5fJMJeaHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-pacKuOhprI/s1600-h/Pieces+of+Brain.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sy5fJMJeaHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-pacKuOhprI/s400/Pieces+of+Brain.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417372013257713778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Pieces of Brain" was the first comic I created after taking a short break from the series (almost two months). The comic was created just in time for Independence Day, so I decided to go the celebratory route and involve the traditional July 4th fireworks. However, this was The Yakas &amp;amp; The Wakas, so someone was bound to get hurt. In this case, it was Waka who got the top of his head blown off due to not adhering to proper fireworks precautions. It makes me wonder how much more stupid he might have gotten after having chunks of his brain blown off and onto the floor and wall. Then again, I'm not even sure how he lived through it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5487327933507655600?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5487327933507655600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pieces-of-brain-07032005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5487327933507655600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5487327933507655600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pieces-of-brain-07032005.html' title='&quot;Pieces of Brain&quot; - 07/03/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sy5fJMJeaHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-pacKuOhprI/s72-c/Pieces+of+Brain.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-21997164273049272</id><published>2009-12-19T10:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:10:58.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Star Wars RoXXorz" - 05/15/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyzsnO03mHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fo5pE79ahvk/s1600-h/Star+Wars+RoXXorz.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyzsnO03mHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fo5pE79ahvk/s400/Star+Wars+RoXXorz.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416964610558761074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I made this comic the weekend before Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith was released in theaters. So, to somewhat honor the final Star Wars film, I decided I'd do a comic involving Yaka and Waka dressed up as Emperor Palpatine and Darth Vader. The main idea of it was taken from a clip in the trailer for the film, when the Emperor tells the newly "born" Darth Vader to "rise." However, Waka is pretty stupid, so of course the scene didn't go the way Yaka wanted it to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-21997164273049272?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/21997164273049272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/star-wars-roxxorz-05152005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/21997164273049272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/21997164273049272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/star-wars-roxxorz-05152005.html' title='&quot;Star Wars RoXXorz&quot; - 05/15/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyzsnO03mHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/fo5pE79ahvk/s72-c/Star+Wars+RoXXorz.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-3998934320195093226</id><published>2009-12-18T10:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:47:47.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Try New Things" - 05/08/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyukG2Fr8JI/AAAAAAAAALs/GLvv6VTRfCM/s1600-h/Try+New+Things.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyukG2Fr8JI/AAAAAAAAALs/GLvv6VTRfCM/s400/Try+New+Things.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416603414348689554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the time I made this comic, I had been looking into new programs that I could use to make the Y&amp;amp;W comics at least look a bit more 3D. Although I did find one, it ended up being a bit too complex for me to even want to use. However, before trashing the program, I decided that I'd at least use it for one comic in the series. Knowing that a 3-panel comic was too short to explain why they looked different, yet also knowing that a 9-panel comic was a bit too involved, the first 6-panel Y&amp;amp;W comic was born. Though not that special of a comic in terms of humor, it at least let the viewers (and me) know what the Y&amp;amp;W universe would look like in partial 3D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-3998934320195093226?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/3998934320195093226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/try-new-things-05082005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3998934320195093226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3998934320195093226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/try-new-things-05082005.html' title='&quot;Try New Things&quot; - 05/08/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyukG2Fr8JI/AAAAAAAAALs/GLvv6VTRfCM/s72-c/Try+New+Things.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-283211805349318119</id><published>2009-12-17T10:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:11:24.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Passion of the Monkeys" - 05/01/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SypKA3mt-XI/AAAAAAAAALk/eGB2RVL1yvY/s1600-h/The+Passion+of+the+Monkeys.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SypKA3mt-XI/AAAAAAAAALk/eGB2RVL1yvY/s400/The+Passion+of+the+Monkeys.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416222880653244786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's probably some sort of rule in all media that suggests against insulting your fans, but then again, I've never been one to follow the rules. Although, technically Waka is the one insulting you, not me. With that said, I don't even recall why I made this comic. Chances are it was inspired by some sort of insult one of my friends said, but considering it's been over four years since I made this, you probabaly shouldn't quote me on that. In my opinion, it's definitely not one of the better Y&amp;amp;W comics, but it succeeds very well in not making any sense at all...so at least it's par for the course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-283211805349318119?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/283211805349318119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/passion-of-monkeys-05012005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/283211805349318119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/283211805349318119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/passion-of-monkeys-05012005.html' title='&quot;The Passion of the Monkeys&quot; - 05/01/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SypKA3mt-XI/AAAAAAAAALk/eGB2RVL1yvY/s72-c/The+Passion+of+the+Monkeys.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2776555802413965011</id><published>2009-12-16T09:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:42:24.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Harvest" - 04/24/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyjxxDKfM7I/AAAAAAAAALc/yLxxBg16TXk/s1600-h/The+Harvest.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyjxxDKfM7I/AAAAAAAAALc/yLxxBg16TXk/s400/The+Harvest.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415844376878199730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What was I thinking when I made this one? Wow...honestly, I have no clue what the crap the inspiration for this one was. I don't even think there *was* a thought process behind this. It's as if all of my brain cells went on vacation, but they accidentally left a few behind. Then those brain cells that were left behind thought it was a great idea to make a Y&amp;amp;W comic about harvesting human souls. Then again, the comic isn't *that* bad...so at least those few brain cells aren't total failures. Way to go brain...way to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2776555802413965011?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2776555802413965011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/harvest-04242005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2776555802413965011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2776555802413965011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/harvest-04242005.html' title='&quot;The Harvest&quot; - 04/24/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyjxxDKfM7I/AAAAAAAAALc/yLxxBg16TXk/s72-c/The+Harvest.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1519088519168277676</id><published>2009-12-15T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T10:23:25.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Analyze the Situation" - 04/17/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Syep5JjaWVI/AAAAAAAAALU/SHWQSCApe3o/s1600-h/Analyze+the+Situation.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Syep5JjaWVI/AAAAAAAAALU/SHWQSCApe3o/s400/Analyze+the+Situation.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415483876218394962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I mentioned way back near the beginning of this retrospective, the next time we would see an overgrown Waka he'd look a lot different. Not only was this overgrown Waka pitch black, but he also had five hamsters dancing on the top of his head. In terms of what I was thinking when I made this comic...well, I don't think I was thinking. Part of it was most likely laziness (hence the overgrown Waka), but there was at least some thought put into the comic, since I feel that Yaka's "thought bubble" text is quite funny and well done. Overall, "Analyze the Situation" is definitely one of my *personal* favorites in the series, so at least it gets that honor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1519088519168277676?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1519088519168277676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/analyze-situation-04172005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1519088519168277676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1519088519168277676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/analyze-situation-04172005.html' title='&quot;Analyze the Situation&quot; - 04/17/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Syep5JjaWVI/AAAAAAAAALU/SHWQSCApe3o/s72-c/Analyze+the+Situation.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-4503515784095121256</id><published>2009-12-14T11:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:39:03.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Supreme Overlord" - 04/10/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyZqHMPV7CI/AAAAAAAAALM/q28LwQbaDbo/s1600-h/Supreme+Overlord.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyZqHMPV7CI/AAAAAAAAALM/q28LwQbaDbo/s400/Supreme+Overlord.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415132273736805410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After multiple weeks of constantly missing the Sunday deadline of the comics, I decided to address the issue by having Yaka and Waka visit "me" at my "office." Much to their surprise, their creator was actually a monkey! But I wasn't just any monkey...I was in fact the "evil monkey" from Family Guy that lives in Chris's closet. Stealing images and characters from other places had become a definitive trend of the Y&amp;amp;W series by this time, due mostly to the fact that I can't draw worth a crap, but also because it was simply easier to steal complex images than it was to draw my own. Either way, the jokes are all still the same, and that's what matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-4503515784095121256?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/4503515784095121256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/supreme-overlord-04102005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4503515784095121256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4503515784095121256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/supreme-overlord-04102005.html' title='&quot;Supreme Overlord&quot; - 04/10/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyZqHMPV7CI/AAAAAAAAALM/q28LwQbaDbo/s72-c/Supreme+Overlord.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5038461576878504327</id><published>2009-12-13T10:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T10:29:26.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Flood" - 04/03/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyUISyYdCRI/AAAAAAAAALE/xpEdqPVAzBE/s1600-h/The+Flood.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyUISyYdCRI/AAAAAAAAALE/xpEdqPVAzBE/s400/The+Flood.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414743245837895954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Primarily, "The Flood" was inspired by the fact that my hometown had flooded the weekend that this comic came out. On a secondary level, it was inspired by the constant use of the phrase "your mom" by my friends and I...but mostly by me. I felt that something serious like a flood and a "your mom" joke would blend perfectly together within a Y&amp;amp;W comic...and I was right. The irony of the situation is that Yaka and Waka are brothers, so Waka is technically dissing his own mother. Then again, he's most likely too stupid to even realize that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5038461576878504327?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5038461576878504327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/flood-04032005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5038461576878504327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5038461576878504327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/flood-04032005.html' title='&quot;The Flood&quot; - 04/03/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyUISyYdCRI/AAAAAAAAALE/xpEdqPVAzBE/s72-c/The+Flood.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-3769681839938464586</id><published>2009-12-12T10:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:44:23.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Freakin' Bunny" - 03/27/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyO6RK2yWII/AAAAAAAAAK8/MoKtw9nvyc4/s1600-h/Freakin%27+Bunny.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyO6RK2yWII/AAAAAAAAAK8/MoKtw9nvyc4/s400/Freakin%27+Bunny.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414375981164157058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have no clue what to say about this comic...I really don't. I mean, obviously it's the Easter one, but I don't think there was really any inspiration for it...nor do I think that there was any thought process behind it. In that regard, it could sorta be considered the quintessential Y&amp;amp;W comic. Perhaps it's for that reason that a certain friend of mine considers it to be the greatest Y&amp;amp;W comic of all time. I never really agreed with him, but after analyzing the comic a little bit more, I can definitely see where he's coming from...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-3769681839938464586?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/3769681839938464586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/freakin-bunny-03272005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3769681839938464586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3769681839938464586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/freakin-bunny-03272005.html' title='&quot;Freakin&apos; Bunny&quot; - 03/27/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyO6RK2yWII/AAAAAAAAAK8/MoKtw9nvyc4/s72-c/Freakin%27+Bunny.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7592456034935523675</id><published>2009-12-11T09:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:07:30.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Super-Sized" - 03/20/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyJSEaXM7XI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7Y6YfpP2xjE/s1600-h/Super-Sized.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyJSEaXM7XI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7Y6YfpP2xjE/s400/Super-Sized.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413979937802349938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this comic. It's so simple, yet so effective at generating humor. Like a few other comics in the series, a lot of the humor comes from the look on Yaka's face. However, I think most of the laughs simply come from the fact that Waka's hat really is way too big. In fact, it's so big that it even crowds into the first panel of the comic and covers up a portion of the Y&amp;amp;W logo! It's comics like this one that make me proud of my decision to start making 3-panel comics as well as 9-panel ones. It truly is one of the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7592456034935523675?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7592456034935523675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/super-sized-03202005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7592456034935523675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7592456034935523675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/super-sized-03202005.html' title='&quot;Super-Sized&quot; - 03/20/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyJSEaXM7XI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7Y6YfpP2xjE/s72-c/Super-Sized.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7019285987304435225</id><published>2009-12-10T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T11:01:57.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Beware the Intarweb" - 03/13/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyEbZu4k60I/AAAAAAAAAKs/MFJhO75FP1c/s1600-h/Beware+the+Intarweb.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyEbZu4k60I/AAAAAAAAAKs/MFJhO75FP1c/s400/Beware+the+Intarweb.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413638355972057922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hmm... I'm not quite sure what to say about this one. I don't recall being directly inspired by anything, so the idea for this comic just might have been an original one. The thing I particularly like about this comic is how accurate the comparison between poop and the Internet really is. It's definitely one of the better comics in the series, both in terms of quality and content. Other than that, there isn't much else to say about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7019285987304435225?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7019285987304435225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/beware-intarweb-03132005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7019285987304435225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7019285987304435225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/beware-intarweb-03132005.html' title='&quot;Beware the Intarweb&quot; - 03/13/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SyEbZu4k60I/AAAAAAAAAKs/MFJhO75FP1c/s72-c/Beware+the+Intarweb.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5267896416786340758</id><published>2009-12-09T09:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:28:33.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Random - Volume 2" - 03/06/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx-yh5mZ1wI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L-JKJLNiaSY/s1600-h/Random+-+Volume+2.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx-yh5mZ1wI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L-JKJLNiaSY/s400/Random+-+Volume+2.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413241572589950722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...and in fact, the mooses did come walking. Well, one moose at least. As was the case with "Random - Volume 1," this comic was inspired by the "random quote generator" I had found online. However, in this comic, I decided to wrap up the events which had occurred within Volume 1. I wasn't really sure how exactly to go about explaining why everyone was speaking gibberish, so I went with the simple choice of telling the viewers that they shouldn't do drugs, nor should they ever trust mooses (because drugs and mooses are directly linked to speaking in gibberish!)*. It's also important to note that, other than the first two Y&amp;amp;W comics, "Random - Volumes 1 &amp;amp; 2" are the only two comics that are connected with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;*There is no scientific proof that mooses cause speaking in gibberish. However, the same can't be said for drugs...so just stick with Pixie Sticks and Mountain Dew, kiddies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5267896416786340758?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5267896416786340758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-volume-2-03062005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5267896416786340758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5267896416786340758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-volume-2-03062005.html' title='&quot;Random - Volume 2&quot; - 03/06/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx-yh5mZ1wI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L-JKJLNiaSY/s72-c/Random+-+Volume+2.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1098907115090024956</id><published>2009-12-08T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:14:50.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Random - Volume 1" - 02/27/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx57b3vU77I/AAAAAAAAAKc/-hX3ny10ufM/s1600-h/Random+-+Volume+1.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx57b3vU77I/AAAAAAAAAKc/-hX3ny10ufM/s400/Random+-+Volume+1.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412899520895053746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oddly enough, just after honoring the randomness of the Y&amp;amp;W comics, I ended up making Volumes 1 &amp;amp; 2 of "Random." The backstory behind these two (loosely) connected comics is that while searching the Intarweb, I stumbled across a "random quote generator" that spouted out non-sensical quotations with the click of my mouse. Quite amused by this contraption I had found, I decided to dedicate an entire comic to having Yaka and Waka say nothing but the stupid quotations that it gave me. Little did I know that the last quote it would give me would be "mooses come walking." With an ending quote like that, I just couldn't end the randomness without another comic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1098907115090024956?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1098907115090024956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-volume-1-02272005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1098907115090024956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1098907115090024956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-volume-1-02272005.html' title='&quot;Random - Volume 1&quot; - 02/27/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx57b3vU77I/AAAAAAAAAKc/-hX3ny10ufM/s72-c/Random+-+Volume+1.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2823535601198315045</id><published>2009-12-07T09:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:21:29.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lest We Forget" - 02/20/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx0PXjGbY6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/i9LEjPC-II4/s1600-h/Lest+We+Forget.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx0PXjGbY6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/i9LEjPC-II4/s400/Lest+We+Forget.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412499224402813858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In honor of President's Day, I decided to make a Y&amp;amp;W comic that featured one of the characters (in this case, Waka) dressed up as Abraham Lincoln. For the comic itself, I made Waka deliver a speech that honored the random humor tradition that was created by the Y&amp;amp;W comics. Unfortunately for the viewers, this honor involved being forced to see a picture of Waka's butt. Also, in an homage to Lincoln, the actual text of Waka's speech (albeit drastically altered) is taken directly from the Emancipation Proclamation (zomg history lesson!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2823535601198315045?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2823535601198315045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/lest-we-forget-02202005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2823535601198315045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2823535601198315045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/lest-we-forget-02202005.html' title='&quot;Lest We Forget&quot; - 02/20/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sx0PXjGbY6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/i9LEjPC-II4/s72-c/Lest+We+Forget.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6611500655352562280</id><published>2009-12-06T12:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T12:35:54.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pointless Holiday" - 02/13/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxvrawPZoxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gWEYeznNez8/s1600-h/Pointless+Holiday.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxvrawPZoxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gWEYeznNez8/s400/Pointless+Holiday.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412178222074405650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the Valentine's Day comic, I thought it would be fitting to have someone getting shot with arrows. Considering that Waka is the more irresponsible one, I figured it should be him shooting arrows at Yaka. Though we can't be sure, one could only assume that poor Yaka has to go through this type of torture from Waka every year...which explains why he would hate Valentine's Day and consider it a "pointless holiday."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6611500655352562280?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6611500655352562280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pointless-holiday-02132005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6611500655352562280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6611500655352562280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pointless-holiday-02132005.html' title='&quot;Pointless Holiday&quot; - 02/13/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxvrawPZoxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gWEYeznNez8/s72-c/Pointless+Holiday.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1626622347954684721</id><published>2009-12-05T12:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:05:55.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Free Tacos" - 02/07/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sxqg-hFjggI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IPMj3klQqbY/s1600-h/Free+Tacos.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sxqg-hFjggI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IPMj3klQqbY/s400/Free+Tacos.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411814898133074434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Apparently Yaka and Waka were right, because not only do I not remember who won the Super Bowl that year, but I don't even remember which teams played! Unfortunately for the history of this comic, I also don't remember why I decided on free tacos. All I know is that the Super Bowl had recently happened and that I wanted to mention it in a comic. I don't even regularly go to Taco Bell, or anything like that, so I'm really at a loss as to why a coupon for ten free tacos became the punchline of this comic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1626622347954684721?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1626622347954684721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/free-tacos-02072005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1626622347954684721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1626622347954684721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/free-tacos-02072005.html' title='&quot;Free Tacos&quot; - 02/07/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sxqg-hFjggI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IPMj3klQqbY/s72-c/Free+Tacos.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-8518963924010881440</id><published>2009-12-04T09:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:13:41.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Hate Commercials" - 01/23/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxkYRb10uqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/eOygeDNkZd4/s1600-h/I+Hate+Commercials.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxkYRb10uqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/eOygeDNkZd4/s400/I+Hate+Commercials.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411383115072715426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Does anyone else out there remember that stupid, yet insanely catchy commercial for Pepto-Bismol?  You know, the one where they sing about all the problems that the product helps to soothe? Well, if not, then you can just look at this comic to jog your memory. There wasn't really any inspiration for this comic other than that commercial, so I don't really know what else to tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-8518963924010881440?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/8518963924010881440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hate-commercials-01232005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8518963924010881440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8518963924010881440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hate-commercials-01232005.html' title='&quot;I Hate Commercials&quot; - 01/23/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxkYRb10uqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/eOygeDNkZd4/s72-c/I+Hate+Commercials.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6828977565227535238</id><published>2009-12-03T12:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:22:24.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Excuses" - 01/16/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxfzlNL9o7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CWI2D75bUWg/s1600-h/Excuses.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxfzlNL9o7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CWI2D75bUWg/s400/Excuses.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411061297829487538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have to be honest here, this is by far my least favorite comic of the entire series. The main problem with it is that you really need to know the story behind it to understand it, and the real problem lies with the reader being unable to find that backstory within the series itself. However, the backstory is a pretty simple one. Resident Evil 4 and The Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap had just been released and therefore I was uninterested in making a new comic and more interested in playing those two games. So, to reference those two games, I made both Yaka and Waka resemble characters from the games. In Waka's case, he has a gun and Leon's hair (RE4), and Yaka has the hat and sword used by Link (Minish Cap).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6828977565227535238?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6828977565227535238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/excuses-01162005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6828977565227535238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6828977565227535238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/excuses-01162005.html' title='&quot;Excuses&quot; - 01/16/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxfzlNL9o7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CWI2D75bUWg/s72-c/Excuses.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-8215683048081689339</id><published>2009-12-02T09:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:32:48.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Last Week" - 01/09/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxZ6go25hMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/41ymcSM2ce0/s1600-h/Last+Week.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxZ6go25hMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/41ymcSM2ce0/s400/Last+Week.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410646703474312386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As far as I know, the basic idea for this comic came from my friend Cody Hubbard and myself constantly using the phrase "the same thing happened to me last week" whenever something ridiculous happened in a movie. So basically, I just made up an insane story for Yaka to tell that would give Waka the opportunity to use the phrase. As for what inspired the story that Yaka tells, I think there were stories on the news at the time about a guy who was trapped on a mountain. I'm pretty sure he wasn't rescued by wolves though...although that would've been pretty sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-8215683048081689339?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/8215683048081689339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-week-01092005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8215683048081689339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8215683048081689339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-week-01092005.html' title='&quot;Last Week&quot; - 01/09/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxZ6go25hMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/41ymcSM2ce0/s72-c/Last+Week.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1927986355218537650</id><published>2009-12-01T11:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:39:49.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Worst...Comic...Ever..." - 01/02/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxVGddhV6jI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ciNA0fieF8g/s1600/Worst+Comic+Ever.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxVGddhV6jI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ciNA0fieF8g/s400/Worst+Comic+Ever.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410307999310146098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What's this? A comic not made by me? That's right, this comic was made by an online friend of mine who goes by the name "Bumpty." Anyway, the basic story behind this comic is that, as the comic itself even says, I had stayed up all night playing Mario Party games for my New Year's party and therefore was very uninterested in making a comic for the day. So, after quickly talking with Bumpty online, I was able to convince him to make this comic. The comic is also wider and contains more panels than the traditional Y&amp;amp;W comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: *Technically* the Y&amp;amp;W Christmas Special 2004 came before this comic, but I figured I'd skip over it and, appropriately enough, post it on Christmas 2009 instead! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1927986355218537650?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1927986355218537650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/worstcomicever-01022005.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1927986355218537650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1927986355218537650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/12/worstcomicever-01022005.html' title='&quot;Worst...Comic...Ever...&quot; - 01/02/2005'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxVGddhV6jI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ciNA0fieF8g/s72-c/Worst+Comic+Ever.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1336878888813333851</id><published>2009-11-29T12:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:19:42.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're Fired" - 12/19/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxKtJQ3UDMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eMkrwZbTOso/s1600/You%27re+Fired.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxKtJQ3UDMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eMkrwZbTOso/s400/You%27re+Fired.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409576477082782914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Um, I suppose the influence for this one was the television show "The Apprentice." Then again, I don't think I ever watched the show, so I don't really know why I decided to use Donald Trump's catchphrase from it in one of my comics. Along with that, laziness was obviously a factor, as can be seen by the fact that it's a 3-panel comic. However, laziness aside, I think it's a fairly decent comic. The one-liner itself isn't too funny, but I think it's the look on Yaka's face that makes this comic what it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1336878888813333851?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1336878888813333851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/youre-fired-12192004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1336878888813333851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1336878888813333851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/youre-fired-12192004.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re Fired&quot; - 12/19/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxKtJQ3UDMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eMkrwZbTOso/s72-c/You%27re+Fired.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1234390231498621281</id><published>2009-11-28T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T15:11:12.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Touche" - 12/12/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxGD0qqeDNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ligwOoopsNw/s1600/Touche.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxGD0qqeDNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ligwOoopsNw/s400/Touche.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409249568277531858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prince of Persia: Warrior Within had just been released around the time this comic came out, which explains why Waka references the "new Prince of Persia game" in the first panel. Other than that, the game itself didn't really influence the comic at all. As for the rest of the comic, I'm not really sure if there was an actual influence for it. However, I am a fan of the word "touche," so perhaps that was part of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1234390231498621281?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1234390231498621281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/touche-12122004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1234390231498621281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1234390231498621281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/touche-12122004.html' title='&quot;Touche&quot; - 12/12/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxGD0qqeDNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ligwOoopsNw/s72-c/Touche.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5716032976537180572</id><published>2009-11-27T11:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:59:27.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Stick-Man Cometh" - 12/05/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxAFZxvFYGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mwq4NF-tm7c/s1600/The+Stick-Man+Cometh.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxAFZxvFYGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mwq4NF-tm7c/s400/The+Stick-Man+Cometh.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408829092877656162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This comic was quite possibly one of the biggest milestones in the entire series. As if Yaka hadn't been tortured enough by the idiocy of his brother Waka, the newest character, Stick-Man, was finally introduced to the series. Not only was he just as bad as Waka in terms of stupidity, but apparently his favorite pastime is to run while holding a running chainsaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5716032976537180572?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5716032976537180572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/stick-man-cometh-12052004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5716032976537180572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5716032976537180572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/stick-man-cometh-12052004.html' title='&quot;The Stick-Man Cometh&quot; - 12/05/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SxAFZxvFYGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mwq4NF-tm7c/s72-c/The+Stick-Man+Cometh.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-3179191371479713084</id><published>2009-11-26T11:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:57:29.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Series of Craptastic Events" - 11/28/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sw6zXQ00_cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oHiqS6BvwYM/s1600/A+Series+of+Craptastic+Events.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sw6zXQ00_cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oHiqS6BvwYM/s400/A+Series+of+Craptastic+Events.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408457414753451458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With Thanksgiving having come and gone, I thought it was appropriate to let the viewers get a little taste of what a Y&amp;amp;W Thanksgiving is like. Unfortunately for Yaka, that meant getting a turkey carver lodged into the back of his head. Another thing I like about this comic is that it's a prime example of Waka's personality. Only he could witness an event like the one in the comic, yet tell Yaka that he "can't prove anything" after being told he witnessed it. How these two happen to be brothers I could never really figure out...let alone how they could stand living with each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. HAPPY THANKSGIVING 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-3179191371479713084?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/3179191371479713084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/series-of-craptastic-events-11282004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3179191371479713084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3179191371479713084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/series-of-craptastic-events-11282004.html' title='&quot;A Series of Craptastic Events&quot; - 11/28/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sw6zXQ00_cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oHiqS6BvwYM/s72-c/A+Series+of+Craptastic+Events.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-675964607752189031</id><published>2009-11-24T12:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:38:45.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Day Off" - 11/21/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwwaHJZem8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/dB9_MuBr7lY/s1600/Day+Off.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwwaHJZem8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/dB9_MuBr7lY/s400/Day+Off.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407725962649312194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yet again, my laziness and lack of ambition to create a new comic struck. However, this time around I wasn't trying to hide it with a 3-panel comic or an oversized Waka taking over the comic strip. Instead, I flat out made the characters, who in this case represented me, tell the viewers that they didn't feel like working that day. So yeah, that's about it on this one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-675964607752189031?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/675964607752189031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-off-11212004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/675964607752189031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/675964607752189031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-off-11212004.html' title='&quot;Day Off&quot; - 11/21/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwwaHJZem8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/dB9_MuBr7lY/s72-c/Day+Off.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6322164878889204660</id><published>2009-11-23T09:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:36:32.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hallucinations" - 11/14/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Swqj5reTGdI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QNXCcaWPJeA/s1600/Hallucinations.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Swqj5reTGdI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QNXCcaWPJeA/s400/Hallucinations.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407314513929378258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If there's any single comic that I totally remember the history to, it's this one. I created this comic the day after my birthday party, meaning that it was thought of and produced after being awake for about 36 hours...without a single bit of sleep. So in a sense, this comic was created based on my personal experience of starting to see things after lacking that much sleep...although I don't recall ever seeing Darth Vader...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I did see Abe Lincoln once, though. But that's an entirely different story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6322164878889204660?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6322164878889204660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/hallucinations-11142004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6322164878889204660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6322164878889204660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/hallucinations-11142004.html' title='&quot;Hallucinations&quot; - 11/14/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Swqj5reTGdI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QNXCcaWPJeA/s72-c/Hallucinations.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2988049131520196772</id><published>2009-11-22T11:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:14:50.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Episode WTF?" - 11/07/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwljGBiFuOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hDeUxqUgsHY/s1600/Episode+WTF.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwljGBiFuOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hDeUxqUgsHY/s400/Episode+WTF.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406961782776772834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If I remember correctly, the newest trailer for Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith had just been released before I made this comic, which would explain the fact that I referenced Star Wars in it. Also notice that this Y&amp;amp;W comic is a bit edgier than the rest before it, considering what "WTF" stands for. Then again, I don't think anyone really cared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2988049131520196772?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2988049131520196772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/episode-wtf-1172004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2988049131520196772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2988049131520196772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/episode-wtf-1172004.html' title='&quot;Episode WTF?&quot; - 11/07/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwljGBiFuOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hDeUxqUgsHY/s72-c/Episode+WTF.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-4826342988465117144</id><published>2009-11-21T14:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:20:22.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Count Wakula" - 10/31/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Swg9ab03-nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/szDOgli2r9g/s1600/Count+Wakula.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Swg9ab03-nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/szDOgli2r9g/s400/Count+Wakula.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406638877013703282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was obviously the Halloween comic for the year. Yet again laziness helped inspire me on this one, and so the 3-panel Y&amp;amp;W variant was born, as opposed to the usual 9-panel comics. However, I was quite happy with the idea of 3-panel comics, because not only did they require less work, but they also opened the door for simple one liners, such as the joke in this comic. Overall, the 3-panel variants were definitely a good decision, because some of the best comics in the series were the short ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-4826342988465117144?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/4826342988465117144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/count-wakula-10312004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4826342988465117144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4826342988465117144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/count-wakula-10312004.html' title='&quot;Count Wakula&quot; - 10/31/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Swg9ab03-nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/szDOgli2r9g/s72-c/Count+Wakula.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6253830430744653076</id><published>2009-11-20T09:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:26:54.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fungus" - 10/24/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwanI-h-viI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ljjfuX5gqrY/s1600/Fungus.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwanI-h-viI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ljjfuX5gqrY/s400/Fungus.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406192175371173410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not exactly sure what inspired me on this one, other than my constant use of the word "fungus" at the time. In terms of the comic itself, I think it's actually one of the best, though not my personal favorite. Also, if you look closely at Waka's eye in the second to last panel, you can see that his eye is a square and not a circle. Apparently your eyes become square in the Y&amp;amp;W universe when you're being possessed. Don't know what the logic on that one was...if there even was any logic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6253830430744653076?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6253830430744653076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/fungus-10242004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6253830430744653076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6253830430744653076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/fungus-10242004.html' title='&quot;Fungus&quot; - 10/24/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwanI-h-viI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ljjfuX5gqrY/s72-c/Fungus.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-3280922891063458207</id><published>2009-11-19T11:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:44:44.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Election 2004" - 10/17/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwV18-ajdJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Mas2fXUi9Wo/s1600/Election+2004.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwV18-ajdJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Mas2fXUi9Wo/s400/Election+2004.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405856618135123090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As one could most likely guess from the title, this comic was inspired by the presidential election of 2004. I wanted to create a fake presidential candidate that felt at home inside the Y&amp;amp;W universe, so I went with General Buttox McCheeks - aka Waka's butt. I don't know about you people, but I'd vote for him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-3280922891063458207?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/3280922891063458207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/election-2004-10172004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3280922891063458207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3280922891063458207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/election-2004-10172004.html' title='&quot;Election 2004&quot; - 10/17/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwV18-ajdJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Mas2fXUi9Wo/s72-c/Election+2004.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-3233829400302447534</id><published>2009-11-18T12:23:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:42:38.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abraham Lincoln: A Short Biography by Timmy Thompson</title><content type='html'>Back around the end of September, one of the webcomics I frequent called "Amazing Super Powers" was holding a contest for their 2nd birthday. The basic idea was to pick your favorite comic of theirs and recreate it through any medium you wanted. Anyway, I picked a comic called "Lincoln."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwQw5AeM6yI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-IxGjklXCdc/s400/2009-02-16-Lincoln.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405499208688790306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this particular comic, instead of "recreating" it, I decided to explore "backstory" by physically writing the boy in the comic's report about Abraham Lincoln. Filled with intentional spelling errors and loads of false information, the report I wrote ends with the events in the comic--bringing it all full circle. Needless to say, I didn't win the contest or any of the runner-up prizes, but I thought I'd share the biography with everyone anyway. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln: A Short Biography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Timmy Thompson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abraham Lincoln was born a one room log cabin on February 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 1809. Though he was given no middle name at birth, he would later tell people his middle name was “The Bonecrusher.” In 1816, Lincoln’s family lost all of their money and land to a traveling circus. In order to support his family, Lincoln joined a semi-pro wrestling circuit. It was during his time wrestling that he took on the stage name “Honest Abe.” Wearing nothing but a top hat and overalls, Lincoln held this position for five years. However, tragedy struck when an accident in the ring caused his top hat to be permanently fused with his head. It was then that Lincoln drew inspiration from his idle, Jesse Ventura, and decided to go into politics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 1834, Lincoln won an election to the Illinois state legislature. He was given a Whig, but knowing he could never remove his top hat, ran a bisexual campaign instead. Lincoln was also a self taught lawyer, and was opened a bar in 1837. It was at this bar that he met his wife, Bloody Mary. The two got hitched and had some children, but a few of them died of typhoid fever when they forded the Mississippi River on a family trip to Oregon. Though he did a few things here and there, his big break wasn’t until the 1860 presidential election.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On November 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 1860, Abraham Lincoln was elected as the 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; President of America. Unfortunately, his year long celebration party was interrupted when a war broke out in 1861. This was the Civil War, which was a result of multiple states succeeding from the Union and becoming their own country. On November 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 1863 he gave the Gettysburg Address. In this speech, Lincoln declared that all those who died in the battle would be resurrected by witchcraft to fight against the Confederacy, an act that he claimed would “ensure a government would not allow its people to perish.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, the war was won, and Lincoln undertook the job of personally reconstructing the South. He patented a new form of super-wood called “Lincoln Logs,” and the South was rebuilt by his own hands within a few weeks. However, Lincoln would unfortunately never see the creation of his theme park, “Lincolnopolis.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On one fateful night, Lincoln and his wife Mary got into their newly purchased Ford and headed off to the theatre to see ZZ Top in concert. During the fourth song in their set, a thunderous roaring was heard by everyone as John Wilkes Booth (a supporter of the South) rode in on a giant T-Rex. With a broad sword in hand, Booth shouted “Sic Semper Tyrannosaurus!” Upon this verbal command, the well trained T-Rex grabbed Lincoln with its piercing jaws and began to devour him. Knowing his end was well at hand, Lincoln made a dying wish to free the slaves. This dying wish was immediately granted by Congress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, we see Lincoln’s face on certain kinds of money, though in most cases his picture has been Photoshopped to remove the top hat (as money is too small to fit the hat in). Overall, Lincoln was a really swell guy, and without him history would surely be much different than my report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-3233829400302447534?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/3233829400302447534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/abraham-lincoln-short-biography-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3233829400302447534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3233829400302447534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/abraham-lincoln-short-biography-by.html' title='Abraham Lincoln: A Short Biography by Timmy Thompson'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwQw5AeM6yI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-IxGjklXCdc/s72-c/2009-02-16-Lincoln.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-453096978025500266</id><published>2009-11-18T11:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:53:44.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fear the Dump" - 10/10/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwQmi6QLrKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZcZ-lmKoQGA/s1600/Fear+The+Dump.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwQmi6QLrKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZcZ-lmKoQGA/s400/Fear+The+Dump.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405487833945975970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and so began the gradual decline in thought that I placed into the creation of Y&amp;amp;W comics. If anything, this comic somehow reminded me of Aqua Teen Hunger Force (primarily the episode involving the Cybernetic Ghost of Christmas Past). There's definitely no connection between this comic and that episode, but I always think of that episode whenever I read this comic. Of course, if you've never seen Aqua Teen Hunger Force, let alone that episode, this whole detailed rant is probably lost on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-453096978025500266?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/453096978025500266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-dump-10102004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/453096978025500266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/453096978025500266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-dump-10102004.html' title='&quot;Fear the Dump&quot; - 10/10/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwQmi6QLrKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZcZ-lmKoQGA/s72-c/Fear+The+Dump.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5375221093143640564</id><published>2009-11-17T09:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:23:49.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cheap Thrills" - 10/03/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwKx7XQHrZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8XxzEjRbLlw/s1600/Cheap+Thrills.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwKx7XQHrZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8XxzEjRbLlw/s400/Cheap+Thrills.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405078136210042258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This comic is somewhat important to the series, as it was the first one to demonstrate just how much my own laziness would affect certain comics in the series. However, despite being influenced by laziness, the comic still manages to fit well into the style of humor seen in the Y&amp;amp;W comics, which is mostly due to the fact that it makes no sense whatsoever. As odd as this comic may seem, it's not the only one in the series that features an overgrown Waka, although he looks quite a bit different the next time we see him this big...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5375221093143640564?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5375221093143640564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheap-thrills-10032004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5375221093143640564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5375221093143640564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheap-thrills-10032004.html' title='&quot;Cheap Thrills&quot; - 10/03/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwKx7XQHrZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8XxzEjRbLlw/s72-c/Cheap+Thrills.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7986789668296767336</id><published>2009-11-16T09:37:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:59:07.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Zone" - 09/26/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwQntqPC-DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Rin7tW0M1r4/s1600/The+Zone.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwQntqPC-DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Rin7tW0M1r4/s400/The+Zone.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405489118136432690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it would be safe to say that this comic was the one to help usher in the stupid humor aspect of the series. My main inspiration for this comic came from the addiction I had to watching "The Twilight Zone" at the time. So, after watching a bunch of episodes, I asked myself, "How can I blend the philosophical introductions to the show with the humor seen within my comic." The final result of that thought process was "The Zone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, nobody said I was Socrates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7986789668296767336?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7986789668296767336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/zone-09262004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7986789668296767336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7986789668296767336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/zone-09262004.html' title='&quot;The Zone&quot; - 09/26/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwQntqPC-DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Rin7tW0M1r4/s72-c/The+Zone.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2364500673162715171</id><published>2009-11-15T16:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:09:54.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Greatest Invention" - 09/19/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwBuGfqqEMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OQsBgHFTnx0/s1600-h/The+Greatest+Invention.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwBuGfqqEMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OQsBgHFTnx0/s400/The+Greatest+Invention.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404440610703282370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With the second comic in the series, the comic slowly began to gain more ground in terms of the humor aspect. Along with that, "The Greatest Invention" is also one of the only comics in the series that mentions events from the previous one. At this point, as I stated before, the humor definitely started to show. However, as many would come to find out as the series continued, random/idiotic humor would eventually reign supreme over simple jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2364500673162715171?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2364500673162715171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/greatest-invention-09192004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2364500673162715171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2364500673162715171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/greatest-invention-09192004.html' title='&quot;The Greatest Invention&quot; - 09/19/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SwBuGfqqEMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OQsBgHFTnx0/s72-c/The+Greatest+Invention.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7636220751233517866</id><published>2009-11-13T10:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:54:15.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Him" - 09/12/2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sv3HbVpPpiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Mof1h9V-UXQ/s1600-h/Him.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sv3HbVpPpiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Mof1h9V-UXQ/s400/Him.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403694400394995234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Though originally created many years earlier, The Yakas &amp;amp; The Wakas made their first online debut on September 12th, 2004 as a partner site of Yoshi Stadium. At this point in time, my basic job was to introduce the characters. I started off the first comic with the appearance of the villain Slobber, hence the title "Him." Along with that, the artwork was still somewhat crude, as I hadn't begun to devote a lot of my time to making the comics look better. Though definitely not the best comic of the series, it was a good starting point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7636220751233517866?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7636220751233517866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/him-09122004.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7636220751233517866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7636220751233517866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/him-09122004.html' title='&quot;Him&quot; - 09/12/2004'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sv3HbVpPpiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Mof1h9V-UXQ/s72-c/Him.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-365905389253231867</id><published>2009-11-13T09:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:34:15.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No School Like The Old School</title><content type='html'>Since the original "Yakas &amp;amp; Wakas" website no longer exists (Geocities shut down! :&lt;), I've decided to have a Y&amp;amp;W Retrospective on this site! This serves two purposes:  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. To re-post all of the old Y&amp;amp;W comics so that they once again have a home on the Internet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To have a steady stream of comics available for viewing, since I've been very lax on making new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the old comics will be re-posted on a regular basis (until they've run out) in the order they first appeared and will include a short paragraph about the creation of that particular comic (excerpted from the Y&amp;amp;W Collection book). So stay tuned, there's a lot of old school Yakas &amp;amp; Wakas headed your way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-365905389253231867?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/365905389253231867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-school-like-old-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/365905389253231867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/365905389253231867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-school-like-old-school.html' title='No School Like The Old School'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5971765691080947239</id><published>2009-10-12T14:48:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T06:09:30.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8-Bit Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swfcabin.com/open/1277542977"&gt;8-BIT JOURNEY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a link to my second project for my Flash Animation course. I basically super-imposed my head on top of Mega Man's body and animated him to make his way through various old NES games. Be warned that, if you choose to watch a specific game again from the credits screen, you'll have to watch everything after it as well. For some reason, when you replay specific games, the buttons stop working, but if you replay the entire movie again from the start they work fine. Never could figure out why. Other than that, enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5971765691080947239?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5971765691080947239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/10/8-bit-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5971765691080947239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5971765691080947239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/10/8-bit-journey.html' title='8-Bit Journey'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2640814700409297192</id><published>2009-09-28T21:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T06:07:28.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalypse 2D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swfcabin.com/open/1277542801"&gt;APOCALYPSE 2D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here it is! A link to Apocalypse 2D! The first of (hopefully) many more Y&amp;amp;W animations to follow! ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2640814700409297192?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2640814700409297192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-it-is-apocalypse-2d-first-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2640814700409297192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2640814700409297192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-it-is-apocalypse-2d-first-of.html' title='Apocalypse 2D'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-4008970504370063726</id><published>2009-09-28T15:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T06:08:23.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Triforce Animation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://megaswf.com/view/16f532d13312519f90ca579d7a31ff4e.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swfcabin.com/open/1277542904"&gt;TRIFORCE ANIMATION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a link to a short animation that I made for my Flash Animation course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-4008970504370063726?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/4008970504370063726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/triforce-animation_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4008970504370063726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4008970504370063726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/triforce-animation_28.html' title='Triforce Animation'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2651035105285067137</id><published>2009-09-23T14:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:34:37.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie Survival: Your Best Defense is You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bUeX0UqR5tg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bUeX0UqR5tg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is based on an idea that I had after seeing the IFRC's Influenza Pandemic video. It combines the original audio from that video (and some of my own audio) with images from the trailer for the book "The Zombie Survival Guide: Recorded Attacks" by Max Brooks. The original videos that spawned this idea are linked below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7A4VIKpGS4&amp;amp;"&gt;IRFC's Influenza Pandemic Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IXXxk5be4ns"&gt;"The Zombie Survival Guide: Recorded Attacks" Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2651035105285067137?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2651035105285067137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/zombie-survival-your-best-defense-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2651035105285067137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2651035105285067137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/zombie-survival-your-best-defense-is.html' title='Zombie Survival: Your Best Defense is You'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7571462208172691601</id><published>2009-09-17T19:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:17:04.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Type of Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SrLDZr7fuCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KN83aRC8vLg/s1600-h/Different+Type+of+Flash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SrLDZr7fuCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KN83aRC8vLg/s400/Different+Type+of+Flash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382579350717577250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7571462208172691601?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7571462208172691601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/different-type-of-flash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7571462208172691601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7571462208172691601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/different-type-of-flash.html' title='Different Type of Flash'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SrLDZr7fuCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KN83aRC8vLg/s72-c/Different+Type+of+Flash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2373603000183001092</id><published>2009-09-12T20:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:08:32.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgment Merge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SqxGB57h_HI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6ve0Bo4vYm4/s1600-h/Judgment+Merge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SqxGB57h_HI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6ve0Bo4vYm4/s400/Judgment+Merge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380752653345225842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2373603000183001092?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2373603000183001092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/judgment-merge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2373603000183001092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2373603000183001092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/judgment-merge.html' title='Judgment Merge'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SqxGB57h_HI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6ve0Bo4vYm4/s72-c/Judgment+Merge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1975795674060322939</id><published>2009-09-01T22:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:58:49.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Wish Your Heart Makes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sp3fZGhAUhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z3SBOjceggk/s1600-h/It%27s+a+Wish+Your+Heart+Makes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sp3fZGhAUhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z3SBOjceggk/s400/It%27s+a+Wish+Your+Heart+Makes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376699152489009682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1975795674060322939?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1975795674060322939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-wish-your-heart-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1975795674060322939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1975795674060322939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-wish-your-heart-makes.html' title='It&apos;s a Wish Your Heart Makes'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sp3fZGhAUhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z3SBOjceggk/s72-c/It%27s+a+Wish+Your+Heart+Makes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-3486974684465477995</id><published>2009-08-28T20:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:58:33.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8-Bit Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sph8-BfkKfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7xdfb3PrskU/s1600-h/8-Bit+Humor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sph8-BfkKfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7xdfb3PrskU/s400/8-Bit+Humor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375183560261249522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-3486974684465477995?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/3486974684465477995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/08/8-bit-humor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3486974684465477995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3486974684465477995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/08/8-bit-humor.html' title='8-Bit Humor'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sph8-BfkKfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7xdfb3PrskU/s72-c/8-Bit+Humor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-3273162678618847550</id><published>2009-06-08T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:56:58.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of a Balanced Outbreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Si1e5-z-v2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/_VxM_IKLW34/s1600-h/Part+of+a+Balanced+Outbreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Si1e5-z-v2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/_VxM_IKLW34/s400/Part+of+a+Balanced+Outbreak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345032682965221218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-3273162678618847550?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/3273162678618847550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-of-balanced-outbreak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3273162678618847550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/3273162678618847550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-of-balanced-outbreak.html' title='Part of a Balanced Outbreak'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Si1e5-z-v2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/_VxM_IKLW34/s72-c/Part+of+a+Balanced+Outbreak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-4301442861491419387</id><published>2009-06-04T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:32:17.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That One Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SighLc8B7WI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bk9j9XbpXu0/s1600-h/That+One+Time....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SighLc8B7WI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bk9j9XbpXu0/s400/That+One+Time....jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343557438505348450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-4301442861491419387?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/4301442861491419387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-one-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4301442861491419387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4301442861491419387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-one-time.html' title='That One Time...'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SighLc8B7WI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bk9j9XbpXu0/s72-c/That+One+Time....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-4808398304409786190</id><published>2009-06-03T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:29:27.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO! IT'S!! NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SibA2HpA7JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oh7zEutnFR8/s1600-h/NO!+IT%27S!!+NOT!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SibA2HpA7JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oh7zEutnFR8/s400/NO!+IT%27S!!+NOT!!!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343170043918216338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-4808398304409786190?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/4808398304409786190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-its-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4808398304409786190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4808398304409786190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-its-not.html' title='NO! IT&apos;S!! NOT!!!'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SibA2HpA7JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oh7zEutnFR8/s72-c/NO!+IT%27S!!+NOT!!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5536802299655033834</id><published>2009-04-24T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:48:43.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Product Placement's Watching Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SfOTPkyX2aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iDay26hyC_A/s1600-h/Product+Placement%27s+Watching+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SfOTPkyX2aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iDay26hyC_A/s400/Product+Placement%27s+Watching+Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328764679891704226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5536802299655033834?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5536802299655033834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/04/product-placements-watching-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5536802299655033834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5536802299655033834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/04/product-placements-watching-me.html' title='Product Placement&apos;s Watching Me'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SfOTPkyX2aI/AAAAAAAAAFI/iDay26hyC_A/s72-c/Product+Placement%27s+Watching+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6684806922270053273</id><published>2009-04-01T18:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:02:50.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April SARS Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SdPudQAJWuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jkYlzj9lMS8/s1600-h/April+SARS+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SdPudQAJWuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jkYlzj9lMS8/s400/April+SARS+Day.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319857771133885154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6684806922270053273?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6684806922270053273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-sars-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6684806922270053273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6684806922270053273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-sars-day.html' title='April SARS Day'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SdPudQAJWuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jkYlzj9lMS8/s72-c/April+SARS+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-677323870665402606</id><published>2009-03-21T18:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:07:41.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a MadWorld!</title><content type='html'>I know there hasn't been a new comic in almost a month, but I promise I'll get to doing one sometime soon! In the meantime, check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/ScVxcqD3rxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sdO2KWVk3cM/s1600-h/madworldentry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/ScVxcqD3rxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sdO2KWVk3cM/s400/madworldentry.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315779672321535762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little piece of art is something I created for a MadWorld contest that the website VGChartz ran. I didn't end up winning, but I still enjoyed the creative process of making the piece and definitely love how it turned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information about MadWorld, visit &lt;a href="http://www.sega.com/madworld/"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-677323870665402606?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/677323870665402606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-madworld.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/677323870665402606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/677323870665402606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-madworld.html' title='It&apos;s a MadWorld!'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/ScVxcqD3rxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sdO2KWVk3cM/s72-c/madworldentry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7547089779635695206</id><published>2009-02-28T03:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T03:06:52.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sajwgnp_SEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xMTx2G1nMIw/s1600-h/Real+Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sajwgnp_SEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xMTx2G1nMIw/s400/Real+Time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307756604047706178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7547089779635695206?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7547089779635695206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-time_28.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7547089779635695206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7547089779635695206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-time_28.html' title='Real Time'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/Sajwgnp_SEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xMTx2G1nMIw/s72-c/Real+Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6737797731746901973</id><published>2009-02-25T18:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:03:30.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"How to Serve Man" Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ASGtDxv2Gk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ASGtDxv2Gk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A music video for Creature Feature's song "How to Serve Man." Combines footage filmed in the field and in studio. Created for my Television Production &amp;amp; Direction class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6737797731746901973?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6737797731746901973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-serve-man-music-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6737797731746901973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6737797731746901973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-serve-man-music-video.html' title='&quot;How to Serve Man&quot; Music Video'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-9101353431470547930</id><published>2009-02-25T01:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:20:36.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dharma Station - The Glorp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SaTiNSV6imI/AAAAAAAAAEg/k9KVtZ4Yv-E/s1600-h/Dharma+Glorp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SaTiNSV6imI/AAAAAAAAAEg/k9KVtZ4Yv-E/s400/Dharma+Glorp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306614978839218786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick behind the scenes picture from the TV show LOST, which seems to reveal the logo for one of the DHARMA stations that has yet to be found!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-9101353431470547930?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/9101353431470547930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/dharma-station-glorp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/9101353431470547930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/9101353431470547930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/dharma-station-glorp.html' title='Dharma Station - The Glorp'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SaTiNSV6imI/AAAAAAAAAEg/k9KVtZ4Yv-E/s72-c/Dharma+Glorp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-8798362951421947006</id><published>2009-02-24T00:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:50:15.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>34 Seconds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SaOKkWtjakI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w4ilqeUyCQc/s1600-h/34+Seconds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SaOKkWtjakI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w4ilqeUyCQc/s400/34+Seconds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306237143149144642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-8798362951421947006?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/8798362951421947006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/34-seconds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8798362951421947006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8798362951421947006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/34-seconds.html' title='34 Seconds'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SaOKkWtjakI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w4ilqeUyCQc/s72-c/34+Seconds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-355475689066452634</id><published>2009-02-21T00:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:16:24.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing: Glorp!</title><content type='html'>A new character joins the Y&amp;amp;W Universe! His name is Glorp, and he's from the planet Partytron. He was exploring different worlds in his spaceship, looking for the greatest party in the universe, when a computer malfunction resulted in a crash landing right in Yaka and Waka's backyard. They have agreed to let him live at their house while he toils away, trying to rebuild his destroyed spacecraft.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personality: Fun, outgoing, and loves to party. He is also highly intelligent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZ-OER9dhJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sCGUmItsYK0/s400/Glorp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305115090257544338" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-355475689066452634?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/355475689066452634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/introducing-glorp.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/355475689066452634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/355475689066452634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/introducing-glorp.html' title='Introducing: Glorp!'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZ-OER9dhJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sCGUmItsYK0/s72-c/Glorp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1369231005720983602</id><published>2009-02-20T23:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:49:01.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple Tuxedo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZ-HtVhlLoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HupVr-NsAqM/s1600-h/Purple+Tuxedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZ-HtVhlLoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HupVr-NsAqM/s400/Purple+Tuxedo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305108099007590018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1369231005720983602?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1369231005720983602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/purple-tuxedo_3363.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1369231005720983602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1369231005720983602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/purple-tuxedo_3363.html' title='Purple Tuxedo'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZ-HtVhlLoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HupVr-NsAqM/s72-c/Purple+Tuxedo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2910617959201337202</id><published>2009-02-19T22:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:38:56.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZ-FW-gD4VI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vwo-4iaK96k/s1600-h/Free+Smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZ-FW-gD4VI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vwo-4iaK96k/s400/Free+Smiles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305105515846820178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2910617959201337202?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2910617959201337202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-smiles.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2910617959201337202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2910617959201337202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-smiles.html' title='Free Smiles'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZ-FW-gD4VI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vwo-4iaK96k/s72-c/Free+Smiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-22838549000674718</id><published>2009-02-17T22:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:14:15.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WAKAMEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZuLEjrhX6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1wu5BJr3dFo/s1600-h/Wakamen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZuLEjrhX6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1wu5BJr3dFo/s400/Wakamen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303985896572411810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waka's a huge fan of some obscure little book called "Watchmen," which apparently has a movie adaptation coming out on March 6th. I wouldn't know anything about it though, because I only read 1,000+ page war novels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-22838549000674718?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/22838549000674718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/wakamen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/22838549000674718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/22838549000674718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/wakamen.html' title='WAKAMEN'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZuLEjrhX6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/1wu5BJr3dFo/s72-c/Wakamen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-4937413828678296336</id><published>2009-02-17T00:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:14:09.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartoon Revolt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was going to make another new comic, but the guys were very...uh, "persuasive" in convincing me that they deserved a day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZpHbSoUkOI/AAAAAAAAADA/2_RIi8jbkb4/s400/Cartoon+Revolt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303630045365178594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-4937413828678296336?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/4937413828678296336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/cartoon-revolt.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4937413828678296336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/4937413828678296336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/cartoon-revolt.html' title='Cartoon Revolt'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZpHbSoUkOI/AAAAAAAAADA/2_RIi8jbkb4/s72-c/Cartoon+Revolt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7147067512170806535</id><published>2009-02-16T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:19:18.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZkFYdH6AQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/5oj626x-uN8/s1600-h/Welp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZkFYdH6AQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/5oj626x-uN8/s400/Welp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303275953898258690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7147067512170806535?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7147067512170806535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/welp.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7147067512170806535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7147067512170806535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/welp.html' title='Welp'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZkFYdH6AQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/5oj626x-uN8/s72-c/Welp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-8080331766121980240</id><published>2009-02-15T22:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:24:31.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure Unearthed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZjgc1naNRI/AAAAAAAAACw/RuR17D_DeNE/s1600-h/I+Wanna+Play+Monopoly.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 34px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZjgc1naNRI/AAAAAAAAACw/RuR17D_DeNE/s200/I+Wanna+Play+Monopoly.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303235347262092562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZjgc1MsPvI/AAAAAAAAACo/JnsAGc7eUi0/s1600-h/Jokes+in+Disguise.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 73px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZjgc1MsPvI/AAAAAAAAACo/JnsAGc7eUi0/s200/Jokes+in+Disguise.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303235347150028530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZjgc1pa5VI/AAAAAAAAACg/p62j3vdcwrk/s1600-h/Don%27t+Trust+Math.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZjgc1pa5VI/AAAAAAAAACg/p62j3vdcwrk/s200/Don%27t+Trust+Math.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303235347270526290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looky what I have! It's three comics created in the old style, which were made specifically for the Y&amp;amp;W Collection Book! But, since nobody *BOUGHT* that, I'll post them now for FREE!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The titles of the comics are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I Wanna Play Monopoly"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jokes in Disguise"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't Trust Math"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-8080331766121980240?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/8080331766121980240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/treasure-unearthed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8080331766121980240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/8080331766121980240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/treasure-unearthed.html' title='Treasure Unearthed!'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZjgc1naNRI/AAAAAAAAACw/RuR17D_DeNE/s72-c/I+Wanna+Play+Monopoly.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-7120762407603516156</id><published>2009-02-15T00:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:26:02.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waka Ram</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZenYFzuBsI/AAAAAAAAACA/v5BMvPwqocU/s1600-h/Waka+Ram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZenYFzuBsI/AAAAAAAAACA/v5BMvPwqocU/s400/Waka+Ram.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302891118569850562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-7120762407603516156?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/7120762407603516156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/waka-ram.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7120762407603516156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/7120762407603516156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/waka-ram.html' title='Waka Ram'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZenYFzuBsI/AAAAAAAAACA/v5BMvPwqocU/s72-c/Waka+Ram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-1101016806948424279</id><published>2009-02-12T00:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:44:52.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have An Addiction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZO23a4OEzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6zKNQCW19o8/s1600-h/Monkey+vs.+Robot+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZO23a4OEzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6zKNQCW19o8/s400/Monkey+vs.+Robot+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301782249569391410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to drawing Monkey vs. Robot images. I'm not sure why, but I find it highly amusing to think up new styles of robots to go against the same monkey. Kudos to James Kolchaka for creating "Monkey vs. Robot."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-1101016806948424279?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/1101016806948424279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-addiction_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1101016806948424279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/1101016806948424279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-addiction_12.html' title='I Have An Addiction...'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZO23a4OEzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6zKNQCW19o8/s72-c/Monkey+vs.+Robot+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-812170156823064944</id><published>2009-02-12T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:01:10.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Honest Abe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZOtE91gWTI/AAAAAAAAABo/s5mshrkk_7Y/s1600-h/lincolnbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZOtE91gWTI/AAAAAAAAABo/s5mshrkk_7Y/s400/lincolnbday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301771487175268658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-812170156823064944?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/812170156823064944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-honest-abe_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/812170156823064944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/812170156823064944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-honest-abe_12.html' title='Happy Birthday, Honest Abe!'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZOtE91gWTI/AAAAAAAAABo/s5mshrkk_7Y/s72-c/lincolnbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-5750184000656212992</id><published>2009-02-11T19:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:24:49.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZNsQKSW4nI/AAAAAAAAABY/JfgVQVks914/s1600-h/FYI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZNsQKSW4nI/AAAAAAAAABY/JfgVQVks914/s400/FYI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301700211240264306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-5750184000656212992?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/5750184000656212992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/fyi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5750184000656212992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/5750184000656212992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZNsQKSW4nI/AAAAAAAAABY/JfgVQVks914/s72-c/FYI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2836998869153282687</id><published>2009-02-11T00:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:45:53.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Horrific Doodle</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm a little bored tonight, so here's another! Can you guess this lineup of horror villains?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 358px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZJlWPivVEI/AAAAAAAAABI/aHHn7kFbvfk/s400/A+Horrific+Doodle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301411144172262466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2836998869153282687?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2836998869153282687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/horrific-doodle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2836998869153282687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2836998869153282687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/horrific-doodle.html' title='A Horrific Doodle'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZJlWPivVEI/AAAAAAAAABI/aHHn7kFbvfk/s72-c/A+Horrific+Doodle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-2952097120567741846</id><published>2009-02-11T00:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:44:38.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Doodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZJguYh8MNI/AAAAAAAAABA/p1xw7zTi9t0/s1600-h/monkeyvsrobot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZJguYh8MNI/AAAAAAAAABA/p1xw7zTi9t0/s400/monkeyvsrobot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301406061343551698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I was just messing around with a sharpie and some paper when this little doodle came about. Some of you will probably know what it references, others might not. Either way, I thought it was pretty neat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-2952097120567741846?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/2952097120567741846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-doodle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2952097120567741846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/2952097120567741846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-doodle.html' title='A Quick Doodle'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZJguYh8MNI/AAAAAAAAABA/p1xw7zTi9t0/s72-c/monkeyvsrobot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6583147150220427782</id><published>2009-02-10T18:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:04:00.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mighty Boot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIV6ZYYp9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KvA1jUaEol8/s1600-h/A+Mighty+Boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIV6ZYYp9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KvA1jUaEol8/s400/A+Mighty+Boot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301323804358256594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6583147150220427782?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6583147150220427782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/mighty-boot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6583147150220427782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6583147150220427782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/mighty-boot.html' title='A Mighty Boot'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIV6ZYYp9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KvA1jUaEol8/s72-c/A+Mighty+Boot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-498940884393463729.post-6948165953667516697</id><published>2009-02-10T18:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:40:02.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to The Yakas &amp; The Wakas!</title><content type='html'>This is the *new* and *sparkly* home for all things YakaWaka related! Volume 2 of the series has at long last begun, and for the first time ever the series will combine hand drawn and computer generated elements! So sit back, relax, and enjoy the new adventures of Yaka and Waka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/498940884393463729-6948165953667516697?l=yakasandwakas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/feeds/6948165953667516697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-to-yakas-wakas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6948165953667516697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/498940884393463729/posts/default/6948165953667516697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yakasandwakas.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-to-yakas-wakas.html' title='Welcome to The Yakas &amp; The Wakas!'/><author><name>NJM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00120646897480083565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dVkuN4Posak/SZIX7qB-sMI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZPXg3F2P-8g/S220/n13810326_31982063_1374.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
