OBNOXIOUS ANNOUNCEMENT!

The Noire store has opened its online doors! Have a good look at it, for it is the future. No store has been this pretty, I’m almost sure. I’m ridiculously proud of it because those prints don’t just advertise themselves, you know! In fact, you can advertise them, to whichever of your friends might like Noire, or already do like Noire, or will like Noire whether they like it or not.

If there are any problems at all with the store, email us at noirecomic AT gmail DOT com, and we will fix everything, everything.

We hope that you like our beautiful babies as much as we like them, which is enough to cradle them in our arms until we drift off to sleep, though you won’t get any of the ones that have been cradled because those are ours.

In other news, now I can die happy because I think I’ve used every HTML tag I know in the one news post. Wait! There we go.*

* I refuse to admit I know the <blink> tag.

Hello!

It’s me again! I do stuff like writing the comic and cooking excellent cheese omelettes. Anyway, here’s some news!

1. I got my computer fixed, but then it broke again, but then I fixed it again, so right this second, it’s working. Fingers crossed!

2. We discovered that over all of 2010, we posted not five hundred, not thirty-nine, not twenty, but twelve Noires. And that’s terrible. So we want to update more often this year, however, Nate has a full-time job so that might not happen however much we want it. If you would like, I could draw, but you would not like so I won’t.

3. When (if) we do reach a certain number of Noires (about 120), we’re going to publish a book. We promise.

4. There are Noire prints and posters. They exist, they have been made, they are beautiful. I am selling these at the I am Typewriter annual zine fair on the 12th of February in Melbourne. If you are in Melbourne, for the love of Hat come visit and smile at me!

5. On the note of Hat, Hat (who exists in real life, by the way, and lives with Nate) sat on Amanda Palmer’s head. That was quite special.

6. On the note of prints, however, I have been trying to find a nice way to sell the bloody things on the website for the last three months. There is NO NICE WAY. I am still trying to design a webstore that is a) simple, b) not horrible, c) takes PayPal, d) allows combined postage, e) does not make me want to stab all my close relatives in the face whilst screaming ‘YOU ARE AN API TOKEN SO DIE’.

7. I love you!

Which means that I left my computer at the store for repair, where it languished for about a week before they got to having an actual look at it. At which point the error that was making it impossible for me to work (it would turn off suddenly after 2-10 minutes of use) suddenly vanished. So they poked around for a bit and discovered the hard drive was on its last legs, as it were. So they replaced the hard drive. Then they started copying all my data back onto it. Then the computer turned off suddenly. And has since failed to turn on at all. So they’re waiting for a new power supply, which might take a few weeks, and I’m waiting to see if I have to rely on last year’s backups of my porn data when I get it back.

Also Apple told me I won’t be getting an iPhone till mid-January. Head, meet porn desk.

How is your Christmas?

No, I’m kidding. My computer blew up… again, so there won’t be any comics for the indeterminate period of time we like to call the ‘Apple Repair Unit’. Bear with us!*

*No bears are promised by this news post