…and now it’s probably me who needs to go get some sleep, instead of trying to write something entertaining here. See you tomorrow, internet.
As I’ve clarified at least one other time in the post underneath a comic: no Sourballs died as a result of this incident.
I’m pretty happy with this name list, you guys. I was going to save it for some later date, but what the hell — I had name-chart fever this week.
It’s also incidentally my birthday today. I mostly spent it wearing pyjamas and drawing, which was pleasant.
So, when we last left this roughly-continuous episode, the Sourballs got drunk and drew on each other with markers, and Turpentine kinda ended up on the floor. And now, our pal Atomic Domme gets a little moment in the spotlight — and no, we’re not going to actually see this. The next one jumps forward in time.
PS: Here’s Mina Loy on a tumblr called Hotties From History. I debated quite a bit about which historical figure Domme would want to talk about in this totally-outta-left-field sort of way, but she seemed right. Additional educational notes, in case you’re interested: Loy never published her feminist manifesto in her lifetime, possibly because some of it gets into troubling pseudo-fascist territory that’s otherwise not typical of the author. I like a lot of the rest of it, though — she’s one of my favourite early 20th century figures. Oh, yeah, and the erotic poetry isn’t particularly scandalous…but hey, I guess it was in 1915.