Chapter 17 | Page 13d: Performance Reviews

Today’s performance reviews didn’t just evaluate employee performance — they completely eliminated the need for Dr. Muskiday’s "inter-office orgy" plan. Turns out, nothing clears the emotional air quite like brutally honest feedback.


Upcoming Events

If you’ve ever thought about stopping by to say hello, these two events are genuinely special opportunities to do that.

Since I’m no longer doing the traditional comic-convention circuit, chances to meet up in person have become pretty rare — which makes days like the Moore College Comics Expo and the NCS Cartoonist Showcase all the more meaningful to me.

Philadelphia
Moore College Comics Expo
Saturday, April 11th
10 a.m. – 5 p.m.
https://moore.edu/events/2026-moore-comics-expo/2026-04-11/

Columbus, Ohio
Cartoonist Showcase — Billy Ireland Museum of Comic Art
Saturday, August 8th
1 p.m. – 6 p.m.
https://nationalcartoonists.com/showcase/

I always enjoy putting faces to names, chatting about comics, and hearing what you’ve been reading (or creating). So if you’re anywhere nearby, I’d love to see you there.

And who knows — with travel getting trickier these days, these kinds of appearances may end up being even fewer and farther between… which makes this a pretty great time to take advantage of one.


Transcript

Panel 1:

Cassie Cruz: “The clouds are disappearing! But how?!”

Giant Tess: “Heh.”

Giant Tess: “Since everybody was standing around, I decided to make good use of the time by handing out the annual performance reviews.” 

Panel 2:

Giant Tess: “Believe it or not, I actually softened the wording from last year.” In the office, all of the co-workers are furious, (clockwise from upper left: Miss Match, Count Spurlock, Psy-Chick, Lightning Lady, Iron Dragon, Desdemona, Holo-Clone Miss Match, and Catnip).

Detailed Alt Text

Panel 1:
Dr. Muskiday (a small, fly-like scientist with wings and large red eyes) hovers near Cassie Cruz, the branch manager, who is walking briskly into the office. Cassie looks surprised and says, “The clouds are disappearing! But how?!” Standing nearby is Giant Tess, a tall, muscular woman in a green superhero outfit with a cape and a large “G” emblem on her chest. She calmly holds a stack of papers and explains, “Heh… Since everybody was standing around, I decided to make good use of the time by handing out the annual performance reviews.”

Panel 2:
The scene cuts to the open office floor in complete chaos. Employees are reacting violently and emotionally to their performance reviews (clockwise from upper left: Miss Match, Count Spurlock, Psy-Chick, Lightning Lady, Iron Dragon, Desdemona, Holo-Clone Miss Match, and Catnip). MIss Match is surrounded by flames, Psy-Chick is shouting angrily, Lightning Lady is generating crackling energy around her hands, and others are arguing or throwing things. Papers are scattered everywhere, chairs are overturned, and computer monitors are damaged. Despite the destruction, Giant Tess stands calmly in the foreground, still holding her papers, and says, “Believe it or not, I actually softened the wording from last year.” Cassie stands beside her, taking in the mayhem.

Comic Con 2007: Convention Report Part 1

Comic Con 2007: Convention Report Part 1

I’ve finally recovered from an awesome Comic con appearance in San Diego. I can’t say how terrific it was to meet everyone — from diehard henchmen and lackeys who came up to introduce themselves to new recruits who will be converted to full-fledged goondom soon! Seriously, it was fantastic to talk to you guys out there. It totall made the trip to the Left Coast worth it! Now, on to the photos!

As always, click on the photos to see full-sized pixelly goodness.

Here’s a look at the Blank Label Comics booth, a few minutes before we opened for Preview night. As in convention appearances past, we draped everything in BLC orange. This has been the topic of heated debate — among fans and amongst ourselves — but the fact of the matter is (a) We’ve become identified with the color and (b) We really stand out at a convention. In case you’ve never met some of us, it’s (l to r) Howard “Schlock Mercenary” Tayler; David “Shortpacked” Willis; Paul “Wapsi Square” Taylor; Kristofer “Starslip Crisis” Straub; and Dave “Sheldon” Kellett.

Another view of the booth (with Willis and Taylor mugging for the camera). It really was a sweet-looking booth. Check out the orange lights showing off the displays inside the cubes and the T-shirt display in the middle. Coupled with the table-top displays, we were able to get our stuff in front of as many eyes as possible. We put an awful lot of thought into the appearance — and ever more hard work — and I have to say, we looked it.

You wanna know one of the true highlights of the week for me? Meeting Kristofer Straub’s lovely girlfriend, Erica. Erica volunteered to act as our cashier for a couple of the days. She worked every bit as hard as any one of us — maybe harder. Because we had to maximize table space, she had to do everything she did from an awkward position, and she had to handle many tansactions at once. Not once did I hear a complaint — to the contrary, her presence was absolute sunshine for us. I got to know Erica a little better as the week went on, and I have to say, I think she’s one of the all-time greats.

OK, so this camera team comes walking by, and Yours Truly jumps to his hind legs to get a BLC media kit into their hands. The guy hands me a microphone and says, “Why don’t you tell us about Blank Label?” Actually, he got about as far as “Why don’t you–” and I was off to the races. I went down the table, I did a brief synopsis of each of our comics after explaining the webcomic co-op concept of BLC. Quick-thinking Howard Tayler, after I finished praising “Schlock Mercenary,” jumped around to the other side of the table with his camera to catch me in action.

In this shot, the action is my bald spot. Expanding. Almost at the same pace as my ass.

By this time, I’ve just finishing fumbling through a “Sheldon” promo, and, as if he knows how badly I’m going to screw-up the “Starslip” talk, Kris shoots me the “shoot me now” look to the balding cartoonist you love so dearly. Look at Kellet. Chuckling to himself. He’s just trying to keep back the tears that welled up in his eyes when I described “Sheldon” to the camera as “A comic strip about the man who wrote ‘I Dream of Jeanie.'”

I haven’t seen the completed report from the crew we talked to — and perhaps the whole darned thing wound up on the proverbial cutting-room floor. If it ever airs — or gets posted — I’ll be sure to give you the heads-up here.