So I made it back from AERO last week. It was awesome! I really had a blast! Thanks to everyone who stopped by to say hi or to buy a book! There were times where I could barely keep up with signing and chatting. There were lulls too, of course. But as soon as I left my table to get a coffee, go to the toilet or whatever, I could see people approaching my stand from across the room. As soon as I hurried back, they often were gone. So I ended up being pretty much glued to my table and not seeing much of the rest of the show, which was enormous this year.
I hope I can convince my brother to accompany me next year. That way one of us would be able to roam the other exhibition halls a bit.
But I’m not complaining! It was great to be such a popular target and to meet so many old and new fans! As a cartoonist, I spend most of my days behind my drawing table or computer, so it’s a really nice change to get out and about and meet some actual readers and too get told how much people love your artwork all day long. I really appreciate that!
So, if nothing unforeseen happens, I’ll surely be there again next year!
Oh, and last but not least: Is today’s comic strip a metaphor on politics? On the business world? On marriage? Or is it just a couple of goofy chickens in an airplane? You decide!
Weird! How Julio can jump to conclusions like that. Here’s a short trivia question about today’s strip: Does anybody know where Chuck really is?
Sorry for the late upload, guys! I have a construction site going on in my garden that’s keeping me busy. And, as usual with my projects, I underestimated the real amount of work I’d have to put in. I know that I always underestimate the effort, but this time I underestimated how much I underestimated it! Also, the fact that it has been raining every single day in the last weeks didn’t help to expedite the work. Today it has been sunny, so I’ve been working my hind end off to seize the sun.
Anyway, to the real subject: Air Traffic Controllers! They are real people, just like you and me. I’ve even met a few and they all were perfectly nice and normal. Only one thing I noticed: I’m sure I haven’t met a representative sample, but I got the impression that they tend to be a bit on the twitchy side. And one friend of mine, who is one of the most relaxed persons I know, started to become an ATC, but he only lasted a few months. So maybe there really is a certain character trait you need for the job?
That strip is based on a tale told by a pilot who wishes to stay anonymous. It may or may not have happened exactly like in this strip. I guess in real life, the controller would probably have had a hard time reproducing such a marvelous sound effect. Unless he had a bottle of soda ready too.
A serious question though: Do carbonated drinks bubble more when you take them up to altitude?
We thought it is time for a new classic. Many jokes have been made in aviation about the “last known position”. This one is our version from back when Chuck first burst on the flying scene. It’s hard to believe he is still going strong and moving forward with his aviation adventures. It’s even harder to believe that he still has a job, but I guess one needs to take into account that Chuck usually means well. We can’t stay mad at him for too long and even Julio seems to forgive most of Chucks missteps, HAHA.
By the way, who of you were around back in the old Black-and-white Chicken Wings days? I think we went online in 2004-ish …
As a father of a 2 year old, I think I know approximately what those two air traffic controllers must feel like. So many things need to be repeated over and over again.
It’s only natural that a little kid must first learn how to listen, and I expect things to improve only slowly and gradually, but it is really amazing how little folk can generate an almost impenetrable force field of ignorance. I can be 10 cm in front of his face and loudly call him by his name, but if he doesn’t want to, it seems he doesn’t even perceive somebody being there.
We all know those people who can’t seem to know what they’re thinking, if they can’t hear themselves saying it first. I admit that I also sometimes find my brain going on in autopilot and only after finishing a sentence, I realize what I have just said. Unfortunately, this happens to me even more frequently when I’m a bit nervous, e.g. when I’m speaking in front of a group of people.
I guess that will make it interesting for everybody this Sunday. Because, as I’ve already mentioned a couple of times, I’ll be attending the Vienna ComicCon this weekend as a guest. And I will be part of a panel with and about Austrian comic artists on Sunday, 13:00.
So, if you’re just now deciding to go, you will have to go on Sunday anyway, because Saturday tickets are sold out. So I’m looking forward to a crowded show and hope I will maybe see some of you there! Cheers!
However the Chuck I know won’t just retire quietly and fade away. I am sure you’ll see him doing something else crazy or funny or impressive here pretty soon. Am I the only one who sees a few character traits that are similar to our own Chuck? Also, did you guys know his helicopters all had a little “Captain Chuck” decal on the pilot door?
It’s time to throw in another classic. This one stems way back to the beginning when the chicken strips were just passed around the office and long before websites, books, etc…
The “Chuck, is that you?” phrase was just barely coming to fruition back then but we knew already we wanted to keep it going. And to be honest, we still think they are funny. By now the black&white strips have just about disappeared from the internet but you can always get the whole collection by buying Book No. 1.
It’s hard for me to look back at some of the old jokes we had done because I can tell we just barely got into the groove on how to properly set up a 3-panel joke. A few stories are literally how they happened and therefore a little disconnected before we figured out hot to properly twist and cut them to fit the format. I guess it’s probably the same feeling an old actor must feel when looking at his or her early work. But I like to compare the old material to our newer stuff and see how much Chuck and his friends “have grown”, so to speak. My personal favorite Chicken Wings book out of the bunch is still our fourth book. Maybe there will be a new favorite soon? 😉
Always stay polite, that’s half the ticket! And if I may seize this opportunity to brag about my son: He’s not even two years old, but he’s already very polite and (almost) always says please and thank you. Of course he has already realized that his parents sometimes have a hard time resisting when he’s asking for something, and he usually goes for the cute and polite tone of voice instead of being loud and annoying.
The only thing he hasn’t figured out yet is what is in our power to give and what isn’t. For instance, he’s always asking us to see a hot air balloon in the sky. It’s something we saw one day, and he was so fascinated that barely a day goes by without him pointing at the sky exclaiming “Haifon! Bitte!”. Which stands for “Heissluftballon, bitte!”. He’s also asking us for more tunnels on the roads or to make the pigeons coo.
And he also loves all kinds of machinery. Which is funny, because although I am technically interested, I am by no stretch of the imagination a motor freak. But the little guy just loves tractors, cars, excavators etc. and especially has to comment on every motorbike he sees. He also points at almost every plane he sees and says “Uncle Mike!”. Well, we’ll see what the future might bring, but I sure think we have a future pilot of some sort at our hands …