Mawwiage.
Mawwiage is what bwings us togethaw today. Mawwiage, that bwessed awwangement, that dweam within a dweam…
Sorry, I couldn’t resist. I’ve got marriage on the brain, probably due to the incredible tie-in between this page and this week’s real life events. And, what’s that you ask? Well, just as Joe makes peace with the end of his all too brief bachelorhood this week, so too does Evin. On Saturday December 13th at 4pm Mountain Time Evin is scheduled to take the plunge and enter in to holy matrimony with his longtime girlfriend/fiancé Christa Calvin. Dan and I, like trusty Cup, will be standing up for Evin as his co-Best Men, and to tie it all together the three of us will be wearing matching EYE PATCHES during the ceremony!
OK, I made that last part up just now, but it would be really cool…
Anyway, it’s such a crazy coincidence that you’d think we had planned it all out to synergize Evin and Joe’s weddings on the same week as some sort of genius marketing strategy, but that would be giving us WAY too much credit. Nope, as is usually the case we just fell ass-backwards into this one.
Regardless, please join me in wishing Evin and Christa (that poor, poor girl) the very best!
With that we wrap up another calendar year of Deep Dive Daredevils. 2014 has been a great year. We completed our most ambitious story to date, Pitch Black Day, and have begun the journey to something even BIGGER with End(s) of the Earth(s). Not to mention that we had a wildly successful Kickstarter, and the resulting DDD print book is just days away from going to the printer. It’s been lots of fun, lots of work, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Thanks again for reading and letting us share the adventures of Joe, Doc, and the gang with you every Tuesday! It means the world to us.
Remember, we’ll be taking a 3 week break for the holidays and return with a BRAND-NEW page on Tuesday January 6th 2015. See you then!
Happy Holidays!
-Matt-
From deep within my heart, as I’m married for over twenty years now:
The very best wishes to Christa and Evin.
To all of you: Kudos for teaching Best Practices at such an unlikely place in the story. Marriage is not about giving up the things that makes us who we are.
If we’ve built up one trait with Joe, it’s that the boy is big into promises. Namely, keeping them.
A marriage is about as big a promise as you can make. So, Joe and the Princess HAD to get married for a reason beyond just IMMINENT DOOM.
They needed to have a connection and for lack of a better term, be in it for the right reasons.
And so, being a married dude I tried to think of what’s the biggest key to a good marriage. Like, a premise to set it on. I thought about it and put it on this page.
Thanks for noticing!
Love the “Princess Bride” reference! You know, people still have “PB”-themed weddings (although Cary Elwes always turns down his invitations). SEE: http://www.motherjones.com/media/2014/11/cary-elwes-princess-bride-memoir.
Anyway, that’s one practical princess; I’m starting to think that she and Joe might just have a future together! But what happens if Doc fixes the Lost Technology before the ceremony is complete? Will they still go through with it? Will Joe have to return the tux? And most importantly…do we get to eat the cake?
There will most certainly be cake!
Congratulations on the Upcoming Vows Evin!
I seem to have misplaced my invitation, as well as the Volcano Shaped Toaster, with matching Submarine Shaped Butter and Jam Spreader, that I bought you…
Interesting 6 thumbed contraption, I wonder what it does?
The Bride says that now, but just wait till the first time he forgets to leave an offering for the Surfer Squirrel god, or he stays out all night drinking fermented coconut milk (with the savages from the other side of the Island no doubt) and throwing spears at random tourists…
Happy Holidays!
I wonder where you would register for a “Volcano Shaped Toaster, with matching Submarine Shaped Butter and Jam Spreader?”
Definitely someplace awesome.
Thanks, T. Gatto!
NOW JUST ONE MINUTE HERE!!! ! You CANNOT have a volcano-squelching wedding without a CLASS “A” MAD-DOG BATCHELOR PARTY!!!
… now, I have taken it upon myself to make appropriate reservations at an establishment known as “the Pink Poodle” with SPECIAL ATTENTION from a local talent known as “Martha the Mouth’… there is also one group activity that involves two sacks of feathers, a bucket of lard and a rubber chicken… and four rather… “free thinking” … girls… sort of a cross between water polo and bobbing for apples… oh there’s sooo much to explore…
… awaiting the boy as we speak…
the Old Sgt.
Chart a course to “the Pink Poodle” and proceed at maximum effort!
We’re a’coming, Sarge!
Well… the Custer arrived in due time at Alviso Harbor- as I knew the Cap couldn’t leave the ship, a ‘special boarding party’ saw to his… well… ‘entertainment’… and the rest of the crew had Joe in tow to the establishment in San Jose, California. That was on the 16th of this month. It is now the Morning of January 2, 2015… and I find myself in a fleabag motel in Billings Montana… no clue how I got here… or who’s pants these are… and I don’t remember THIS tattoo… and I am pretty certain that the red head snoring in the bed wasn’t at the original party… I can only assume a good time was had by all…
the Old (and slightly hungover) Sgt.
Having gotten a decent focus on the situation, I must confess that perhaps I am the reason why the story has come to a halt- I do apologize, and will proceed to find and re-establish the crew… soon as I figure out where I parked my car and what became of my wallet. It seems I totally drained two accounts and cashed out approximately 17 to 23 ounces (troy) of gold over the last couple of weeks.. the details (Like my memory of said time span)is a bit foggy but I believe I will perceiver.
the Old Sgt.
… It is worse than I thought… there are three, maybe four warrants for my arrest in Nevada, two in Idaho and an angry mob looking for me somewhere in Salinas, California… the particulars escape at the moment, but I am sure that can STILL assemble an dispatch the crew in reasonable time… I have found five in St. Helena, three others in Bozeman and four petty officers in another brothel in Salt Lake City… one of THOSE was making liberal use of my #5 VISA card… we can settle that later… at least I have retrieved my wallet. And my car. Jolene (the aforementioned red head) was dropped off in Denver- she cued me as to the whereabouts of most of the guys, so I took her home- and I a currently headed to Pocatello (warrants be damned) to gather the rest. I believe Joe was abandoned in Red Bluff, California, with the O’Malley twins- Bridget and Nancy- I think he’s still there, possibly alive… those two are legendary. “Twitchy” is in Sacramento, being held by a ‘Dom Julia’- I just got a panicky call for help an hour ago- I understand he is in the ‘Lavender Hill’ district, so I suspect I know what is going on there.
Will report as things settle-
the Old St.
You’re doing the Lord’s work, Ol’ Sarge!
Rustle up all the Crewman you can muster outta those hives of scum and villainy…We set sails again in just north of 24 hours!
Will do, Cap- understand, most of them surrender only after some ‘persuasion’, usually kicking and screaming all the way… yer crew LIKES scum and villainy, it seems…
the Old Sgt.