Ok, a couple of days late, but at the start of the month the TOP WEBCOMICS LIST has reset it's counters. So what would be fantastic is if you could click on the Vote button on the left of this page. You can vote every day and with a little bit of effort we can break into the TOP 100! Which would be nice. Lets get Them's The Vagaries out to the biggest audience we can, please?

For those of you that are new to the site, there's a lot to discover, read and enjoy on this site, and if you're coming here from any roleplaying basis, just go to the ROLEPLAY section. COMIC for the comics people and so on. You should find plenty to amuse. Which is what I'm here for.

• VAGUE came second in the STUDENT NATIONALS this year. We came damn close to winning for quite a while, until Sheffield just blasted out of the water and stole it. We did however carry off the most 1srt banners, 4 in total. I'll get the photodiary up and running ASAP, but I'm gonna wait until I get some photos in from other people, because I didn't take that many myself.
  
  
• Sadly I must announce the brutal murder of Dr Olaf MacHairy Von Rumpy-Gumpy-Bum. He was killed on friday night at the hotel, not long after arriving. He was killed By Craig O'Neill with the Rubber Y-Fronts in the Insecurity Lodge. Well Done Karen who worked very hard for getting (almost) there. Well done Mark for guessing 2 out of 3 purely at random, and well done Oli for bothering to put in an answer, even though it was completely wrong.
  
  
• I'm very tired now. I'll be back some time later.
  
  

Returning to my coma now.

Before I mention anything else, I'd like to say thank you for voting for the comic, and please keep doing so. With you're help we're so far at #59 and we can get further. Please Keep Voting.

I hate the internet. Yes, I know what Irony is, thank you very much. But realistically, who the fuck thought up the idea of a communications network where anyone can say whatever they felt like anytime they wanted to? What sort of dumb fucking idea was that? It's more dangerous than giving genitalia to morons, at least then you can find the cockbite that spawned the evilness and punch it in the face.

I think there should be some sort of license you could get to mark you out as worthy of posting your thoughts to the world. And if I didn't like what you were saying I could send a squad of goons round to beat the crap out of you. (Think along the lines of 'Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back'). It goes as read that I'd be the one controlling it. I suppose it all boils down to your opinions suck, mine are great. (unless of course you're agreeing with me)

And the new Catwoman movie is a humongous bag of shite.

• I'm fed up with whining muppets complaining about the colours on this site. I picked them carefully because they are easy on the eye, they don't flicker or hum, and it's easy to see what's going on. Oh yes, and if you put white writing on a black background thinking you're cool, you're not. You're being a Cock. Black IS a valid choice, occasionally. And if your website matches your entire wardrobe, you need to get a fucking life.
  
  
• What the fuck are you supposed to do with a 6' banner? Mine's lurking about the house now looking for somewhere permanant to live. I don't know.
  
  
• I am a hamster ... on this wheel and ... I've been running all day like fuck ...
  
  
• HOLY MOTHER OF SHITTING MERCY Even I, of the elitest eye and large collection, must admit defeat. Look at those shelves.
  
  
• I'll write the Nationals Report soon, I promise. Could do with some more photos though
  
  

I think the Butler did it.

The concept of Fandom is one that I don't think I'll ever get to grips with. I like and respect a lot of people's work, but sleeping out for a few months outside a cinema to get first glimpse of a TRAILER for a film? To hunt down peices of Peter Jackson's beard on EBAY and stroke it at night to help you sleep? To stalk Michelle Marsh and Lucy Pinder through the night and watch them while they go shopping or peeking in through the windows of their houses in the middle of the night with thermal goggles on hoping to find a crack where the curtains didn't quite meet up? Alright, that's a bad example and they did drop the charges, but it still doesn't solve anything.

As I mentioned, I like a lot of people's work, and at what point does being a fan become scary? I've tried writing to the people I look up to, but the e-mails that I write seem to always end up being sycophantic offers of genital torture or scary devotions to them and their kind. Sometimes both. This is why I don't write to the people I admire. I scare them. Mention of my CAVERN OF WORSHIP seems to put them off replying for the most part.

So I don't write. I don't know what to do. If I ever saw one in a pub I'd gladly buy them a pint, and on the odd occasion I have done, and realistically most don't care what is in the pint glass. I mention this because I've been trying to figure out for a while how to tell people, in a non terrifying way, that they're cool. Most recently the band Half Man Half Biscuit whom I love. If you don't know the work, I won't try to explain because I can't, just go find an album or two of theirs and you'll love it too. It's a deeply cutting insight into the british mindset.

How do I mention I like his songs (as with a lot of bands, it's one man and his backup. They're a damn fine backup, but they're still just backup), they make me laugh and they give me inspiration to write my own bizarre comic? Well, there's two choices. (1) I can do nothing except tell the people that come here that I listen to Half Man Half Biscuit whenever I get chance. or (2) I daub "I LOVE YOU AND WANT YOU TO COME CARAVANNING IN CUMBRIA" on the front of his house and car in virgins blood.

Obviously I picked the first choice. And anybody that asks just tell them it wasn't me. Especially the police

• I'm thinking of entering into the 24 Hour Comics Challenge. Which means that next saturday I'll have to create 24 Comics in 24 Hours. This is not an easy job. It wouldn't be an easy job if i was drawing stick figures. but I think I'm up to the challenge. Lets see how it goes shall we?
  
  
• If a Day is a duration of 24 hours, no more, no less... does Night technically exist?
  
  
• Some people just have some REALLY strange interests
  
  
• Weird. Wierd. Who really gives a rats ass?
  
  
• How do you like the new top banner?
  
  

Before you ask, no it didn't take me long to find an appropriate virgin

The 24 Hour Comics Challenge is on on Saturday. That's this Saturday and anyone taking part has to create 24 comics, on their own, inside of 24 hours. Think of it like a marathon, but without the runnning and with regular breaks for food and to go for a piss.

The general point of the matter is that I'm going into a little coma not to be disturbed until dawn on Sunday. I don't know if I'll complete it, but I'll give it a damn good try.

Anyway, the point, for real this time. I'm not gonna be able to spend any time this weekend making any comics for next week, so I'm asking for Guest Comics. Anything you like, if I like them then they go on the site. If you can, then it would help if it's 500x600 and a jpg. but i can work around that.

So go draw, I'll see you in the morning

09:49 am - Start Time. So now I've got 24 hours to get 24 comics written and online. I've been to the site and got 8 random plot strings and I'm gonna base my comics around them. I'll make a separate page as I go to display them, though I've no idea how long I'll have that up for since I'll probably be using them for regular comics at some point.

10:26 am - If you want to follow how I'm doing, look HERE, which is where I'll be posting the comics as I go. Right, time to get the whiteboard out again.

15:41 pm - Alright, that's the plot sorted and a planned idea for all 24 comics. Now to start drawing them. All under 6 hours so far, but the hard part comes now. Here goes.

17:38 pm - One done and online, 23 to go.

20:15 pm - 6 Done and online, 18 to go. I promise you though. If I hadn't put them on paper first, I'd not finish. The complications in putting them on the computer are giving me brain failure. Hey ho, back to it.

21:52 pm - 9 Done and online, 15 to go. At the halfway mark now, time-wise. But now I'm on the machine it's going quickly. And thanks to the cunning re-use of sets and costumes I can make some go quite quickly. I may even be in bed by dawn.

23:04 pm - 12 Done and online, 12 to go. Halfway!

02:01 am - 19 Done and online, 5 to go. My eyesight is for shit and my brain is mush. Its the homestraight and I've only got 5 to go. I can make it.

03:42 am - 24 Done and online. Oh my god. I'm done. And over 6 hours early no less. I now go to bed. I'll celebrate in the morning. I hope you enjoy it.

I'm off to catch some Z's

OK, I've just about recovered from saturday with a fair amount of sleep, eating snakes and puzzling of pirates. I wanna thank those who sent their support during the day and those sending in guest comics this week. Today's is called Killing Time by EVIL EDNA.

In case anybody is interested, 09:39 was the time I first clicked on the 24hr Comics Day website to get some plot threads to base some ideas on, and in case you're wondering, here are the 8 that sounded quite interesting to me at the time, and I've highlighted the ones I used.

• 3 Tuxedos
• Losing it Slowly
• Ducks of Destiny (Obviously)
• Where Tom Went Wrong
• Killing Time
• What I Did Wrong
• Last Title on the List
• Stuffed and Fried

Right, now I'm turning into the impatient sort. I've done the blog thing, and the comics thing, linking, ranting, tweaking and stuff. It's all of a decent quality and it's enough to make people laugh out loud. So why isn't it famous? I love the fact that You are here, (and thank you deeply for that), but I crave more. Instead of a hundred people a day coming to visit, I want thousands! I want to talk to enough people every day to put the Albert Hall to shame! I want to indoctrinate people into a bizzarre cult and make them drink Diet Coke with Vanilla, or Koolaid, whichever. I want to be able to command armies with enough power to take over Belgium!

So GO, NOW, and spread the word! Rootle out siblings, amigos and nemisises and drag them here! E-mail people you've never heard of and give them recipies for toast and link to VagueNet. Rant about it in Blogs just under your choice of GOD-AWFUL music you're listening to now. Shout from rooftops while plotting your new Rockband that you've decided on since spotting your mate owns a guitar.

God why is fame so hard to acheive?

• I love Google. And Google loves me. It obviously has no problem spotting quality since this page is not a pagerank of 6. out of 10. Penny Arcade is only a seven for god's sake! Going outwards from here it drops slightly, but a fucking 6? Whoa. Now I need a bigger audience.
  
  
• "The Rubber Ready Bandgers" would be an excellent band name.
  
  
• Pixel Heaven has just pulled itself out of it's coma. The site's been hibernating since September, with only a quick respite in December. Go read. Support Laura now she's back at it.
  
  
• Ditto Lozers which has been in hiatus since November.
  
  
• Yes, I know there's a lot of loose ends in the 24 hour comic. tough. and yes, I will give it a name at some point.
  
  
• "Doctor Woo-Hoo", "Bashing the Bishop", "I'm a Murderer Get Me Out of Here!", all these and many more, tonight on JFTV
  
  

All money and worship gratefully received

You know, I spent most of yesterday staring at my machine either writing, drawing or updating the website. I've been writing some horror nasties for a new Deadlands book, and writing all sorts of craziness for the new 'Independant Roleplay Magazine' which I may be writing for on a regular basis.

So as far as the site goes, You should notice quite a few changes and bits and peices here and there. I can't be arsed telling you where to look, consider it a new easter egg hunt. I think i made about a dozen sizeable changes, if you're making a list.

I suppose i'm supposed to say something philosophical now. I can't be arsed. I'm just glad this month is nearly over. It has been a really stressful month not least because I came within an inch of being made redundant from my job. That's all over now and I can get back to normal life, or at least as normal as my life gets.

How many people are still searching for some meaning in this life?