IT help for mums
And a gross but mercifully brief Rumplestiltskin sex comic!
In 2018 (I keep all my digital files in year-named folders, which is definitely useful for seeing when I made things, and not at all useful for finding anything) I made a few sketches of B-movie horror posters.
The one of getting calls from Mum asking for computer help was my favourite, and I coloured it up.
I’m living with Mum at the moment, and a conversation this morning inspired me to revisit the idea, with an update!
So that I have this in writing: I have shown Mum how to use Instagram, at a conservative estimate, 17 times.
Mum is 83, and I think is very brilliant with computers and mobile phones - or perhaps I should say resilient, as I think you have to be tough to take on these things that are constantly changing when they only came late into your life. God knows what we’ll be wrestling with in 35 years’ time, and I only hope I have a reluctant, easily-aggravated person around to help me!
Also, I’m sorry to say I did follow through with the Rumplestiltskin Sex Scandal Party. The below comic is gratuitous erotica (haha) - but on the plus side, it’s short, and Rumplestiltskin himself isn’t actually in it, which I think is a good thing as absolutely no one doesn’t find him a tantrum-throwing creep.
Until next time! Keep those fetishes goat-and-bridge-specific!
Oh god my five year old daughter is doing a Fairy Tales theme at school this week - I might have to read Billy Goats Gruff tonight and now I'll be haunted by that pervy troll!
hahahahahaha fabulous! My Dad has to physically drag me to his garage and show me how to fix a carburettor or drain brake fluid any (every) time I help him find his emails. The only time I've EVER raised my voice at him (and I don't DO shouting) is when trying to explain the bluray player. They've got a point though it is all bollocks eh.
Thankyou for this therapy session.
PS - RSS, more please. SAY MY NAME etc