So, I have some good news and some bad news. First, the bad: The comic will not be updating this week.

In its place will be three blog posts (today, tomorrow, and Friday) about the good news! However, before we can get into the details of the good news, a little background….

ABOUT 2 YEARS AGO….
In a decidedly funk of being single and not enjoying the dating scene, I caved in and started paying for online dating – mistakenly thinking that the girls who were paying for dating services would actually be interested in settling down, as opposed to serial dating.

I went on Match.com, which was a total bust, and then tried eHarmony.com. This was a much more structured form of online dating / ice breaking, but it was really a last-ditch effort on my part. I gave myself 3 months.

During the last week of my 3 month trial, I was feeling rather defeated. However, I eventually came across a profile for a girl who was a little different. In her profile, she stated that one of the 5 things she couldn’t live without was The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

“I have to meet this girl,” I told myself, and immediately initiated contact.

We eventually got to exchanging phone numbers, and I agreed to take her out to dinner on our very first date. We met at the Western Brown Line stop in my neighborhood, and I took her to my favorite Mexican restaurant in the city, Garcias.

While there, we ordered a giant pitcher of margaritas. During dinner we connected pretty well (the margaritas didn’t hurt), and we were having such a great time we decided to not end the evening there. We went for a walk to a nearby park. While strolling around there, this girl said to me, “I know I probably shouldn’t say this on our first date, but I’ve always told my friends that I would get proposed to at that gazebo over there.”

I told her that I always thought proposing with a ring pop would be awesome. I mean, think about it: you can accessorize to whatever color you’re wearing, AND you have a delicious snack available on your finger everywhere you go. Plus, check out the size of that rock (candy)….

Suffice it to say, she was less impressed with my proposal dreams. We continued our walk, and eventually got kicked out of the park by the cops.

From there, I started dating this girl exclusively. We both enjoyed cooking, art, storytelling – hell, she even started reading comics because of me, attending some local shows and supporting my creative nature.

This girl’s name: Beth

Fast forward 2 years into the future…
In March of this year, my lease was expiring and I had a very important question to answer: Do I renew my lease in my bachelor pad apartment (when I was no longer living the bachelor lifestyle), or do I move into another place. The answer eventually became very apparent: why not move in with Beth?

She owned her own place, it was closer to my office, and we had been dating for almost 2 years. Why the heck not move in together?

So we did. But that’s not where the story ends….

TO BE CONTINUED….