Chris has family in California (in Napa Valley, if memory serves.) Surely that significantly lessens the difficulty of moving there? Or is Nick’s Livejournal non-canon now?
Chris seems to have COMPLETELY missed the fact that Marcie’s asking him to move in with her. So he’s thinking she wants him to pack up and move several thousand miles to a much more expensive area just to live NEAR her, while he’s having trouble paying the rent where he is. He’s worried about where he’s going to live. Having family there would be a good safety net, but it wouldn’t make it much easier for him to live there independently (unless they’re rich enough or well-connected enough to get him a job). And he probably doesn’t want to depend on his family to the point of moving in with his parents or begging them for money.
Also, California is a big state, so just because he has family in California doesn’t necessarily mean they’re anywhere close to where Marcie will be. (Although if you’re right that they’re in Napa Valley, Google tells me that’s about an hour and a half from Palo Alto, which isn’t too bad.)
If this wasn’t the US, it would be “Hey, let’s live together!” (There’s really only correlation between marriage and cohabitation, not causation, anyway.)
But it is the US, so I guess “Hey, want in on my health insurance?” works too.
My not-yet wife and I were planning on going the cohab route since her employer had good benefits that totally worked for cohab, then her dad got massive cancer. We married to make him happy, and we’ve been married for eleven years.
I’m hoping these crazy kids hit it off. I thought they were already into each other. And yes, it is possible to be that bad at relationship. I’m that bad.
Marcie seems to have no real problem with relationships, but Chris is pretty clueless. He’s the one that needed help from Tip (makeover!) to get started on it. Once Marcie knew that he liked her, she was all over him, literally (“Wow that girl can climb”).
Is anyone else having trouble leaving long comments in Google Chrome? I am, but I’ve been having lots of trouble with Chrome lately, so I’m not sure what’s widespread and what’s just my computer.
For me, it’s like the page only allows so much room for the comment interface, and if you type too much, the “Post Comment” button (which is at the bottom) disappears. It happened to me the other day on Narbonic too. When I want to post a long comment, I have to do it in Internet Explorer.
Well, I’ve tested it out, and I can confirm that it’s doing it for me too, but I’ll be boogered if I can figure out why. But at least you’re not alone? Small comfort? I’ll see if anything jumps out at me on a cursory troubleshooting search…
Well, I don’t know *why* it’s doing it, but the workaround is to just hit the tab key whenever you’re done typing what you’re typing, which should bring the cursor onto the post button regardless of the fact that it’s hidden. Lemme know if that works for you or if we should be looking into other options.
I’ve heard they’ve got guys bathing in the restrooms in the New York Public Library—the one with the lions out front. Was one of them Chris? Where’d he study?
Okay, in ten minutes, he’s going to get a drink out of the fridge, then the subtext of this conversation finally sinks in, and he soaks himself squeezing the bottle too hard while going “Oooohhhh . . . . “. Followed almost immediately by him pounding his head on the fridge in embarrassment.
Marcie, sometimes it just isn’t you.
Poor Marcie!
Come on Chris. Take a chance. Go with her.
Indeed start a new webcomic of romance in a world of mad scientists!
Marcie should just hit Chris with a clue by four. Twice.
So, a clue by eight?
Perhaps if the clue by four is squared, it would be a clue by sixteen?
Or a 4×4
No! Given this couple’s history she needs to give him a strong blast of cluetonium.
Chris has family in California (in Napa Valley, if memory serves.) Surely that significantly lessens the difficulty of moving there? Or is Nick’s Livejournal non-canon now?
Chris seems to have COMPLETELY missed the fact that Marcie’s asking him to move in with her. So he’s thinking she wants him to pack up and move several thousand miles to a much more expensive area just to live NEAR her, while he’s having trouble paying the rent where he is. He’s worried about where he’s going to live. Having family there would be a good safety net, but it wouldn’t make it much easier for him to live there independently (unless they’re rich enough or well-connected enough to get him a job). And he probably doesn’t want to depend on his family to the point of moving in with his parents or begging them for money.
Also, California is a big state, so just because he has family in California doesn’t necessarily mean they’re anywhere close to where Marcie will be. (Although if you’re right that they’re in Napa Valley, Google tells me that’s about an hour and a half from Palo Alto, which isn’t too bad.)
Google says an hour and a half, but it’s a bit different during commute hours.
So don’t go during those hours
Fair enough, it just seemed odd for them not to come up at all.
That said,I found the entry, and they are indeed in Napa.
https://nickzerhakker.wordpress.com/2013/11/21/33/
Or maybe there is a reason why he hasn’t been back to visit them, or mention them, or why he is on the east coast
Here’s a radical line for her to try: “Hey, let’s get married!”
If this wasn’t the US, it would be “Hey, let’s live together!” (There’s really only correlation between marriage and cohabitation, not causation, anyway.)
But it is the US, so I guess “Hey, want in on my health insurance?” works too.
My not-yet wife and I were planning on going the cohab route since her employer had good benefits that totally worked for cohab, then her dad got massive cancer. We married to make him happy, and we’ve been married for eleven years.
That’s a lousy line, if you don’t want to get married yet.
:shrug: Sometimes you need to shoot 50K volts through the system.
Not neccessarily, I’ve been living with my girlfriend for six months. Living with someone before you actually get married just seems sensible.
I felt a little cheated not seeing the wedding of Bubbles and Killbot #2…maybe this’ll make up for it.
A wedding? Already? Killotron-2 is a gentlebot, sir, and requires time to both court and to destroy.
They could elope…I’d just like to see the minister (Artie?) read out, “Do you, Olympia Waters, take this robot to be your lawful husband?”
Not to be pedantic, but I think it’s Bubbles Britta Cooler.
They used “Olympia Waters” once in an extra, a stretch of unused script. “Bubbles” is the name they gave her.
“I, Killotron-2, take thee, Olympia Waters, to be my lawful wedded wife, to have and to destroy…”
I’m hoping these crazy kids hit it off. I thought they were already into each other. And yes, it is possible to be that bad at relationship. I’m that bad.
Marcie seems to have no real problem with relationships, but Chris is pretty clueless. He’s the one that needed help from Tip (makeover!) to get started on it. Once Marcie knew that he liked her, she was all over him, literally (“Wow that girl can climb”).
Is anyone else having trouble leaving long comments in Google Chrome? I am, but I’ve been having lots of trouble with Chrome lately, so I’m not sure what’s widespread and what’s just my computer.
For me, it’s like the page only allows so much room for the comment interface, and if you type too much, the “Post Comment” button (which is at the bottom) disappears. It happened to me the other day on Narbonic too. When I want to post a long comment, I have to do it in Internet Explorer.
Well, I’ve tested it out, and I can confirm that it’s doing it for me too, but I’ll be boogered if I can figure out why. But at least you’re not alone? Small comfort? I’ll see if anything jumps out at me on a cursory troubleshooting search…
Well, I don’t know *why* it’s doing it, but the workaround is to just hit the tab key whenever you’re done typing what you’re typing, which should bring the cursor onto the post button regardless of the fact that it’s hidden. Lemme know if that works for you or if we should be looking into other options.
Firefox has no such problem. I won’t touch Internet Explorer with a ten-foot virtual pole.
And I thought Tip was the most dense Skin Horse denizen…
Girl, it’s not you. You just picked a hard target.
Marcie’s pout in the last panel is adorable.
This strip reminds me of this one here: http://www.threepanelsoul.com/comic/meeting-even-cuter
Face it Marcie, you are just gonna hav’ta go cavewoman on him.
Konk him on the noggon and drag him by the hair to his doom.
To be that clueless, I suspect he accidently irradiated his own brain.
I’ve heard they’ve got guys bathing in the restrooms in the New York Public Library—the one with the lions out front. Was one of them Chris? Where’d he study?
Okay, in ten minutes, he’s going to get a drink out of the fridge, then the subtext of this conversation finally sinks in, and he soaks himself squeezing the bottle too hard while going “Oooohhhh . . . . “. Followed almost immediately by him pounding his head on the fridge in embarrassment.
Perhaps he’s being deliberately clueless, to avoid embarrassing her with an out-and-out rejection. I doubt it, but perhaps…
Talk about obtuse… this guy just pegged my Jethrometer!
Thank God there are men more oblivious than me.
At least he’s not involved in a field where he should know better.
You know, like a psychologist.