Trislangual

I love international television.

WHOO-HOO! 2000+!

For this dedication, I spent a grueling hour on MS Paint. Nothing but the best!

Protractor Addict

I have hit rock-bottom. Heart and stomach throb with vengeance. Temples gorge with aggravation, anguish, bruising my face with their fury. Why, I ask fate, why has this happened to me? The first I laid eyes on that transparent protractor, it seemed so harmless, so friendly. Blue smiles and a helping hand. Never did I think it would be my crutch! Now, after months of straight-edge binges, my occasional comfort has been taken away from me: and I finally realize just how reliant I am. It was always close at hand, simply a walk to my office away, for the easiest of illustrations to the most meticulous kind. That protractor was my fix for cravings of straight lines. It never failed me, always brought me peace of mind. I soon became complacent. I thought the magic my protractor made would never disappear. Nothing has prepared me for this day, this intervention, that I would lose my tool for perfection. My desk was emptied, the drawers overturned. Even my folders have been ransacked. But alas! It remains missing and my mind is torn in two. I have truly hit rock-bottom.

That is, until I buy a new one. Apologies for lack of comic, as I had planned, for today: without my protractor a decent strip is hard to make! I hope this melodramatic monologue and doodle of terrible composition makes up for it. -Uly

Vermin With A Vengeance

  

Today my windows got replaced. The workers broke our old windows out of the wall and carried them off while a gaping hole brought a whole new meaning to the words "do you feel a draft in here?". Sure enough, soon as the workers did, bugs discovered the entry to Bug Narnia: my kitchen.

Monochrospastic

Title of today's comic is an unholy matrimony of the words "monochromatic" and "spastic". All my favorite outfits (pictured above) are one color: and that color is always black.
I do have an entire closet and dresser full of colorful, "upbeat" clothing, but as hard as I try to wear them all I always gravitate back to black.  (Cue Winehouse, AC/DC.)
I should mention I love minimalism.

The Creative Process

Writing is easy as opening a vein. That being said, I'm convinced us writers are all some level of masochist.

Feel ALL The Things!

Appreciative nod towards the maker of "Hyperbole and A Half", whose blog I wasted more hours on than I should, for inspiring today's comic's title.
On another note, many appearances in this one! Let's get started.
Second panel, clockwise from 12: friends Nick, Kyle, and Mike.
Fourth panel, left to right: friend Jacob, bff Willow.
Sixth panel: sister Amanda.
Hope I captured everyone! Especially you, Nick, Mike and Jacob. Your guys' facial hair was a pain.

Leave A Message At The Tone

Don't give me that TL;DR look. That's right, internetz, I know your lingo. 
Anyhow, this comic was inspired by a conversation my father and I had over my strange telephone habits, namely my paranoid ones. So I got to thinking what my voice mail might be, had I a cell phone.
Appearances in order:
First panel: old friend, Jamie.
Second panel: old friend, Eric.
Third panel, from left to right: my father and his best friend, bossman.

Connect to me on Twitter! That is, if you like listening to the overcaffeinated ramble.

Need. Stronger. Brew.

I may not have time to sit down and do comics every day right now, but I do have time to bust out a 'tweet' here and there. So by the pretense that I'm humorous (and I do hope I am, otherwise I have no clue why you all give your time to visit this blog. It must be the colors. I like blue and orange, too.) or you like reading a caffeinated cloister's musings, bop on over to Twitterland or whatever you kids call it and search @UlyHarp.

I promise I won't bite! After all, that would require some amount of acrobatics. I'm pretty sure I can't reach all the way from my desk to yours. That is, unless your desk is right next to mine. Then no promises there.
If you do happen to come my Twitter profile's way, drop me a hello and let me know you're a visitor of Uly's Comics! I'd love to connect with this blog's readers. On second thought, if I rally the troops...
The pestering people do for a new comic could multiply. Oh dear.
Time for a bunker.

Thank you many time over, everyone, for willingly wasting your time on my little hole-in-the-wall comics blog, and for visiting even when updates are slow. I say it all the time, I know, but let me say it again. I appreciate every visit! Get used to hearing it: because it's true. Thank you. And I hope to get back to regular comics soon. I really do miss having ink on my hands, and routinely shutting the scanner on my hand. Seriously. It just feels right.
Yours truly (and highly caffeinated), Uly.

My Treat To You.

Let me take to the time to apologize for lack of comics lately. I've been very busy, and honestly, going through some rough personal patches. With school out and graduation parties every week, I haven't had much time to sit down and whip up comics like I'm used to. Summer's also in swing, which means wedding season. And because I do work for a DJ/Mobile entertainment company, that means weekends manning music or photo-booths for events. As far as those rough personal patches go, be assured that they're working themselves out.
I hate to be a downer, but I'm not sure when my schedule will clear up. Thank you for all your visits even though there haven't been regular updates. You guys give me so much support.
I may not have a comic now, but I can do this much: here are some illustrations and random bits of work from my archives. Enjoy, and thank you for all your patience. -Uly

Have a great day/night, everyone. New comic soon. Fingers crossed.

Two Hours on Memebase

Well, there goes my Saturday.

Insecure Knight

They do look snazzy, though.

Driving Me Nuts!

Completely sarcastic. I'd rather hobnob with civilization than be devoid of it.
But I do miss cranking out comics! Speaking of which, comic coming soon. I swear.

Hands

I Am Wimp, Hear Me Whine

And thus marks my hobble back to hermit-hood.
First-panel cameo: my friend, Eric.

Oblivious

I was baffled to find that coffee cup on the shampoo shelf after I toweled off.

Anyways, after a busy weekend, I'm glad to get back to posting! I was feeling a little rusty after not having done a strip for three days.

Stranger With a Clipboard

No salesman or girl scout shall pass.

My Gamer Life

Hardcore gamer friends: feel free to disown me.

Tag-Team

Both my parents have vacation this week. Resistance is now futile.

Mint Lifesavers

My hate for all that is tiny, plastic tabs is immeasurable.
Cameo appearances by friends Haley and Kacie!