Guys! It’s my birthday! I am 31 years old which is 217 in dog years, or 10 years old in Vulcan years, or roughly 31 years old in Vulcan years assuming they age at the same rate as humans until they reach middle age which is a theory I have never seen any evidence to contradict. How old would I be on Jupiter? 31! And dead! There’s no air, you weirdos!
I have been inundated with happy birthday wishes on Twitter, Facebook and the new Fancy Bastard Facebook Group. Thank you all for the kindness and support. If you were so inclined as to offer more than well wishes, I am certainly not one to take away that right from you. Here’s my Amazon Wishlist, donations page and the HE Store (in case you would much rather buy something for yourself on MY birthday. Go ahead. Be selfish. You have my blessing).
I’ll be wrapping up the current leg of the E.F.E. storyline this week, then moving on to some one off gag comics for a bit. I’m also working with my friend Phil to get the site ready to allow me to post a LoFi comic on the same day as a regular HE comic, which means I can post extra stuff whenever I want as opposed to only on Friday on the weekends. We’ll see how that goes.
My most excellent friend Lar was kind enough to doodle me a… doodle for my birthday. I lept at the opporutnity to chop it up and turn it into a comic. My birthday present to myself (with Lar’s help) is a lazy-ass Sunday. I didn’t even CONSIDER getting dressed today. You can see Lar’s work on Least I Could Do, Looking For Group, on Tumblr and you can buy some beautifully geeky prints in his store such as D20 Slave Leia, My Little At-At, Undersea Princess Doctor and The Cutest Little Abomination.
Happy birthday! The cake may not taste like your 20s anymore but at least it isn't a lie.
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Happy birthday, Joel! I LOVE where you've taken the comic and I can't wait to see what comes next.
Jupiter is a gas giant. It’s nothing *but* air. That air isn’t breathable. And the gravity would kill you, too. But there is plenty of non-breathable air to suffocate in.
Awesome! Today was my birthday as well, and I turned 31…sucks, don't it?
Well, yesterday…about an hour ago.
Don't feel bad, I turn 47 in about 14 minutes..I cannot taste my 30s anymore…sigh
Happy birthday Joel! You may not be able to taste your 20s anymore, but I your 30s will taste like delicious craft beer and the finest chilli.
Happy Birthday. 🙂
Great use of photochoppery in turning this into a comic.
Since you will probably only live to be 60 or so it's time to buy a sports car and date some 20-something girr…. er men?
Let the Midlife Crisis begin! 🙂
(happy birthday ; )
Congratulations on your big day! I remember when I was your age. I hadn't made a world famous webcomic or gone on a cruise or played Settlers with Wil Wheaton. But in my quiet backwater of a life… well, this is about you. 31! Yay!
30 was rough for me too; but now I'm staring down the barrel at 40 and…it's even worse, actually.
And on that cheerful note, happy birthday. 😛
Happy Birthday! I thought twenties tasted a bit too much like vomit and spoiled dreams. 30's should be much tastier!
I'm saving this when I turn 30 in less than 16 months.
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Happy Birthday! 😀
As I went from my twenties to my thirties, it seemed like the food and booze got better at parties, my friends' lives started to stabilize (better jobs and more solid relationships; i.e. less drama), and I started getting to a point in life where I didn't always feel broke (student loans paid off, better grasp on financial matters). In other words, welcome to your awesome years Joel. Personally, I'm liking my thirties much more than I ever enjoyed my twenties.
I turn 30 in a month and 5, we're still allowed to pretend we're not grownups, right?
Joyeux anniversaire!
Happy birthday, Joel.
Happy Birthday, on Jupiter you'd be about 2 and a half and be glad you're not on Vulcan. If you were you would only have had sex 3 times in your life.
Well, he'd only "have" to have sex 3 times…I'm sure outside of pon farr Vulcans could have teh sexy time, if they thought it was logical to do so.
Trying to think of good pickup lines for Vulcans at math bars, or wherever they'd hang out, but it's really late this morning and brain not do math now.
Happy Birthday Joel! Have heart! I am 45 and still tasting my 20s.
Happy Birthday Joel! Try a fork, I bet that cake'll still taste like 20s if you aren't getting your 31-year-old hands all over it. There's always a way out of growing up, after all!
30's?!?!? You're just a young whippersnapper!
Happy birthday, Joel! I can sort of get what you're worrying about, since I'm a little over 2 years away from 30.
I actually lost my sense of taste for a while after having cochlear implant surgery. It was a very disturbing and frighting experience, more so than one would probably think.