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Out There - Monday, December 24, 2007 [[ In Sherry's bar. Miriam is bartending, Clayton and Araceli are drinking. ]] / Araceli: You're outta your mind! / Clayton: Oh, ye of little faith. / Miriam: What are you guys arguing about? / Araceli: Clayton is making an outlandish claim. / Araceli: He says the more drinks he has, the faster he can recite the alphabet BACKWARDS. / Miriam: Oh, Araceli... / Miriam: He's just trying to get you to buy him drinks. And if he thinks he can do ANYTHING better than ME while inebriated, he's a deluded fool. / Clayton: A CHALLENGE! You must assist me in defending my honor! / Miriam: It's going to cost you. / Araceli: I'm rich, and I want in too.
Out There - Tuesday, December 25, 2007 [[Miriam is behind the bar, while Clayton and Araceli are sitting at the bar. Miriam and Araceli appear to be *very* drunk, while Clayton looks like, well, Clayton.]] / Clayton: Z-Y-X-V-W... / Miriam: *Z-Y-W-X-* / Araceli: Hee hee! You mess'd it up *awready*, Mir'yam! / Miriam: Welll, this's th' *stoopid* way t'do it... I can't conzentrate... we need t'do it one atta time and *time* it... / Miriam: You havva watch, don't you, coun's'lor? / Araceli: Yez'm... / [[Panel 4: no text. Miriam holds Araceli's wrist and looks at her watch.]] / Araceli: Whad're we look'n at my watch for, ag'in? / Miriam: I f'rgit. / Clayton: [[standing, thrusting fist into the air]] *I win!*
Out There - Wednesday, December 26, 2007 [[Miriam is behind the bar, while Araceli and Clayton are sitting at it.]] / Miriam: I think we're too drunk t' c'ntinue th' contezt... / Clayton: But not too drunk to continue getting drunk! / Araceli: [[lifting wine glass]] Cheers! / Araceli: I'm a lightweight. I can't keepup widyoutwo... / Miriam: An' I hafta admit I can't keepupwith *Clayton*... / Miriam: [[to Clayton]] Yer not even *slurrin' yer words!* Aren't you *drunkyet?* / Clayton: Oh, I'm pretty well moisturized. / Clayton: But the slovenly, stumbling drunk is not often held in high regard. Hence, I have cultivated a refined, sophisticated state of inebriation. / Miriam: 'Course, yer priddy slovenally when yer *sober*... / Araceli: But not *too* stumbly... / Clayton: Not when I'm watchin' where I'm goin'...
Out There - Thursday, December 27, 2007 Araceli: I think yer th' best bartender in th' world Mir'yam. / Miriam: Me too. But i'm still madatchoo. / Araceli: Madatmeeee? Whuffor? / Miriam: Welll... Not rilly mád... Jus' irked. / Miriam: You said you would'n go out wifme ev'n if i liked girls... Whichiz dumb... You should have better taste 'n that... I'm very 'tractive... / Araceli: 'tractive's got nuth'n' t'do withit, hon. Yer a stunner... But yer too high maint'nance f'r me... / Miriam: But yer a láwyer! / Araceli: An' yer a han'ful. But we c'n still frenz... / Clayton: Who's buying this round?
Out There - Friday, December 28, 2007 [[Miriam is sitting on top of the bar, dialing a cellphone, with Araceli and Clayton nearby.]] / Miriam: It'z closin' time my darlin's... I hate f'r thizto end, but I gotta hankerin' fer my man's lovin' arms... 'n stuff. / Araceli: Awww... / Miriam: [[on the phone]] Hi, hanzome... ready f'r some quality Miriam time? / Miriam: [[on the phone]] Oh... 'kay, g'night. / [[Miriam hangs up the phone.]] / Miriam: He's too tired f'r me... seemed kinda 'nnoyed that I woke'imup. / Clayton: A *real* man would *never* be too tired for *you*, luv. / [[Miriam hugs Clayton's head.]] / Miriam: Aww, thank you, Clayton. / Clayton: Tired *of* you, maybe. / Araceli: See, *this* is whud I meantby *maint'nance*.
 
Out There - Saturday, December 29, 2007 [[Clayton and Araceli are seated at the bar. Miriam is seated atop the bar, between the two of them.]] / Clayton: I stand by what I said. A real man should never be too tired for a fine woman like you. / Araceli: Neither shoulda real *woman*. / Miriam: You guys're bein' too critical. It's two innamornin'. He's prolly been asleep f'r *hourzzz*... / Araceli: Itz nishe yer bein' so loyal, Miri... I take back whudisaid about bein' high maint'nance... / Miriam: Thanks, Ari. That's sweet. / [[Panel 4: no text. Miriam cradles Araceli's head in her lap.]] / Clayton: If you two wanna go ahead and give in to what comes naturally, don't let me stop you. / Miriam: Thanks. I *really* need t' go t' the bathroom. / Araceli: Me too.
Out There - Monday, December 31, 2007 [[Miriam is lying in bed alone, groggy but not asleep.]] / Miriam: [[thinking]] I feel like crap. I wonder what time it is. / [[She looks at the clock on her nightstand.]] / Miriam: [[thinking]] Good, I don't need to get up for awhile {{ should read "a while" }} / Miriam: [[thinking]] I think I'm still drunk. Why am I still drunk? What good is sleeping if you wake up still drunk? / [[Miriam attempts to sit up.]] / Miriam: [[thinking]] Isn't everything supposed to be better in the morning? Isn't each new day supposed to give us a fresh start? / [[She lies back down.]] / Miriam: [[thinking]] Why do I sound like a flowery little plaque in my grandma's bathroom?
Out There - Tuesday, January 1, 2008 Miriam: I really shouldn't smoke in here. Maybe if I open the window. / Miriam: I remember when I didn't smoke. I remember thinking people who did were idiots. / Miriam: But as we grow up we learn that a simplistic, black-and-white view of the world won't suffice. / Miriam: Even when we grow up to be idiots.
Out There - Wednesday, January 2, 2008 [[Miriam in a nightdress, with morning hair, examines herself in a bathroom mirror.]] / Miriam: [[no text in this panel]] / Miriam: [[thinking]] I'm getting old... / Miriam: [[thinking]] My skin doesn't look like it used to... it used to look *so* good... I could have been a model if I had wanted to... / Miriam: [[no text in this panel]] / Miriam: [[thinking]] I could *still* be a model, as long as I didn't mind having the word *"Before"* above my head in 72-point bold type.
Out There - Thursday, January 3, 2008 Miriam: Actually, my looks are far from gone. I definitely don't look 19 anymore, but I could still pass for early to mid-20's. / Miriam: And I can still do something about it. I got nasty habits. / Miriam: If I stopped smoking and drinking and started eating better and getting enough sleep I could still probably look this good ten years form now. / Miriam: I don't know how I'd survive ten years of that lifestyle, but maybe it's worth looking into.
 
Out There - Friday, January 4, 2008 [[Miriam is standing over John, who is still 3/4 asleep on the couch.]] / Miriam: I can't believe this! After the night I had, I'm up before you? / Miriam: Maybe there's something to be said for living life to the fullest if Mr. Quiet And Reserved can't even drag his butt out of bed before I can! / John: [[sleepily]] I got up at 4:30 this morning to make sure there was enough food for the breakfast and lunchtime crowd and now I'm taking a nap in case I have to work tonight. / [[Panel 4: no text as Miriam stares down at John, still with eyes closed]] / Miriam: The upholstery made a really funny pattern on your face.
Out There - Saturday, January 5, 2008 [[Miriam and John are sitting on a couch, talking.]] / Miriam: If that Araceli chick was straight, do you think you'd be interested in her? / John: Why are you always trying to hook people up? / John: It's nice of you to show an interest, but sometimes people are alone by *choice*. / Miriam: I'm not trying to hook you guys up. I was just curious what you thought about her. / John: She seems nice. / Miriam: Oh, everyone seems "nice" to you. You know what I'm *really* asking. / John: Yeah. You want to find out my "type" so you can play matchmaker. / Miriam: No, I want to find out your type so I can compare myself favorably to it, just to make myself feel good. / John: You know how they say honesty is always refreshing? Sometimes, they're lying.
Out There - Monday, January 7, 2008 [[Sherry walks in on Miriam and Chuck, presumably necking on the couch.]] / Sherry: Oh! / Chuck: Hi, Sherry. / Sherry: Hi. / Chuck: [[getting up]] Well, I gotta be off. I'll see you after work, okay? / Miriam: 'Kay. / Chuck: [[leaving]] Good to see you, Sherry. I'll see you later. / Sherry: Okay. / [[Presumably after Chuck leaves.]] / Miriam: Did I do something wrong again, or did you get hit really hard in the head? / Sherry: Yes.
Out There - Tuesday, January 8, 2008 [[Miriam and Sherry are sitting on the couch, talking]] / Sherry: I don't want to be a drag, but it was weird coming home and seeing Chuck in my house. / Miriam: Uh, okay. Why's that? / Sherry: Well, we never talked about you bringing your dates here. / Miriam: [[looking shocked]] *Huh*?! / Miriam: [[now angry]] Sherry, Chuck isn't a "date", he's my *boyfriend*. I gotta ask your permission to let my boyfriend come over? / Sherry: Well, no, of course not. But some warning would be nice. I'd hate to interrupt anything. / Miriam: You didn't. We were just talking. / Miriam: [[looking melodramatically spellbound]] But I *did* let him hold my hand one time, and it was really neat-o! / Sherry: Ewww, I hope it wasn't on my couch.
Out There - Wednesday, January 9, 2008 Sherry: What if the situation were reversed? What if I were bringing my dates here? / Miriam: I'd be happy for you. / Sherry: Well, what if I was going out with someone... um, who you didn't like? / Miriam: It would be none of my business. Anyway, I thought you DID like Chuck. / Sherry [[avoids looking at Miriam, who becomes shocked as she hears her]]: I DO... I mean, he's okay, I mean, um, I don't really know him all that well. / [[Miriam sits speechless, biting her nails and staring at Sherry]] / Sherry: What? What? / [[Miriam grabs Sherry by the shoulders]] / Miriam: Oh my God! I get it now! / Sherry: What?! No! You don't! There's nothing to get!
 
Out There - Thursday, January 10, 2008 [[Miriam is still in shock]] / Miriam: OH MY GOD! You're TOTALLY into Chuck! Why didn't you tell me? / Sherry: Oh, yeah... THAT would have been a good idea. / Miriam: Does he know? / Sherry: Oh, God, no. I HOPE not. I hope NOBODY else knows. / Sherry: Anyway, it 's doesn't really matter. I'm pretty much over it. Sort of. I mean, I'm okay now. Mostly. / [[Both of them sit silent on the couch, not looking at each other.]] / [[Miriam suddenly reaches for a bottle on the coffee table.]] / Miriam: Ick! Awkwardness! We'd better get drunk! / Sherry [[apathetically]]: It's 7:30 A.M.
Out There - Friday, January 11, 2008 [[Miriam holds Sherry's hand, looking really concerned]] / Miriam: Sherry, I am so, SO sorry about this... / Sherry: Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything wrong. / Miriam [[with a raher funny expression of realisation]]: Oh. Yeah, I guess I didn't. / [[Both of them sit silent again, Sherry looking away, Miriam looking at Sherry and trying to work things in her mind]] / [[Now Miriam gets an angry look in her face, which Sherry notices]]. / Sherry [[snaps at Miriam]]: I didn't do anything wrong EITHER! / Miriam [[again realising]]: Sorry.
Out There - Saturday, January 12, 2008 Sherry: Mir, it's not that bad. Thing like this happen all the time. Everything will be fine. / Miriam: At least we didn't have to go through some silly competition phase. Chuck was pretty much my boyfriend already when you met him. / Miriam: And yet, you actually met him before I did. That's kind of funny isn't it? / [[Miriam is still wearing a silly smile, Sherry just stares at her]] / Sherry: Oh yeah. I laugh myself to sleep nightly over that one. / Miriam [[grabs the bottle decisively]]: Well, back to the ol' bottle.
Out There - Monday, January 14, 2008 Miriam: Well the irony of this situation is not lost on me... / Miriam: Any other guy I've dated, I wouldn't have cared if my best friend had a crush on him. I never remained interested long enough to care. / Miriam: I probably would have said, "Okay, your turn! Have fun!" but it never happened; we never got interested in the same guy. Until now / . / Miriam: Wow, you ARE hot!
Out There - Tuesday, January 15, 2008 {{ Strip #500 }} / [[Chuck is seated on the couch, with Miriam sitting on his lap.]] / Chuck: Hey, I just thought of something. Maybe we're wasting this night. / Miriam: How so? / Chuck: Well, we both have tomorrow off. We could go out. / Miriam: Well, sure... but on the other hand... / Miriam: [[leaning over Chuck seductively]] Is there anything we could do somewhere else that's better than what we can do here? / Chuck: Heh. Good point. Forget I said anything. / [[Panel 4: no text, but lots of smooching.]] / [[James walks in.]] / James: Yo! 'Sup? / Miriam & Chuck (in unison): Let's go.
 
Out There - Wednesday, January 16, 2008 [[Miriam and Chuck are welking down the street, very close together] / Miriam: You feel like having a few drinks? / Chuck: Sure. Wanna go to Sherry's? / Miriam: Uh... no, that doesn't sound good to me at *all* right now. / Chuck: Oh... you two fighting again? / Miriam: No, but... well, let's put it *this* way - you wouldn't want to go to where *you* work right now, would you? / Chuck: Okay, I guess not. / [[Panel 4: no text, but Miriam looks thoughtful.]] / Miriam: Is there anyone there right now? And do you have a kdy? / Chuck: You're a nut. Let's go.
Out There - Thursday, January 17, 2008 [[Miriam and Chuck are walking into an office and removing their coats.]] / Chuck: Just as I figured, no one here. / Miriam: Yay. / Miriam: If someone shows up, can't we just go to your office and lock the door? / Chuck: If I *had* an office. I'm only *cubicle* material. / Miriam: Oooh, a cubicle, how corporate. Do you have a secretary? / Chuck: I'm not considered important enough. / Miriam: Well, then the suits here are stupid. At least *someone* in your life is aware of your vast potential. Please sit down, Mr. Harris. / [[Miriam straddles Chuck's lap as he sits in an office chair.]] / Miriam: I feel like taking a letter. / Chuck: You're showing a lot of potential *yourself*, Ms. Murphy.
Out There - Friday, January 18, 2008 [[Miriam is sitting in Chuck's lap, her right arm around around his back and her left hand touching his lips. Chuck has his left hand on her hip.]] / Miriam: Hey, can I use your computer to check my e-mail? / Chuck: Sure. / [[Miriam leans forward and begins typing upon the keyboard.]] / [[Miriam leans back and puts her arms around Chuck, who has moved his left hand to her hip and thigh. One of her legs is dangling over his elbow as they watch the screen load.]] / Chuck: Wow. / [[Chuck looks surprised, Miriam is glancing at him, her head on his shoulder.]] / Chuck: How long has it been since you checked your e-mail? / Miriam: Coupla months. Now, how shall we kill the next hour?
Out There - Saturday, January 19, 2008 [[Miriam is sitting in Chuck's lap while she operates a computer.]] / Chuck: You're deleting those without reading them. / Miriam: They're from the poor desperate souls I met online before I met you. / Miriam: I don't have the time or interest to answer them, so into the trash they go. Sorry guys. / Chuck: So what makes *them* the poor desperate souls, as compared to *us*? Didn't *we* do the same thing *they're* trying to do? / Miriam: Yeah. But I'm with *you*, and you're with *me*, and *they're* staring at their *monitors* every night. / Chuck: Yeah, but there but for the grace of god... / Miriam: [[pointing to a spot]] You keep forgetting you're supposed to be kissing my neck right now.
Out There - Monday, January 21, 2008 [[Sherry is behind the bar. Araceli is sitting at the bar with a glass of wine.]] / Araceli: I envy you a little, Sherry. Running a bar seems like a much less stressful life than the one I'm living. / Sherry: I *wish*. I'm *constantly* under stress, not knowing if I'm going to make it or not. Sometimes I feel like this bar is running on fumes. / Araceli: Hard to see *why*. Cheap drinks and attractive barmaids would seem to be a formula for success. / Sherry: That's what *I* was hoping. Hasn't been the case so far. / Araceli: Maybe no one knows about you. Have you done any advertising? / Sherry: Thought about it, haven't figured out how to do it profitably. / Clayton: [[seated nearby]] Save your money, Sherry. The last thing we need in here is a bunch of amateur drinkers. / Sherry: He's a purist. / Araceli: We're all the better for it.
 
Out There - Tuesday, January 22, 2008 [[Clayton, Araceli and Sherry at the bar.]] / Araceli: Advertising is a must, Sherry. If you're worried about costs, start small. Maybe some promotional items like t-shirts. / Clayton: I'd recommend you wearing one that's two sizes too small for you. As long as we're talking promotion here. / Clayton: I'm not sure t-shirts are going to do much for your other bartenders. They wouldn't really highlight their best qualities. / Clayton: For Miriam, a tight skirt would probably work best. Now John, he's a fairly cerebral guy, maybe wrap something around his head like a turban. / Clayton: Hey, better yet, wrap something around Miriam's mouth. It would appeal to the deviant crowd, and it would shut her up for— / Araceli: The thing is, they're pretty good ideas.
Out There - Wednesday, January 23, 2008 Araceli: Do you play pool, Clayton? / Clayton: Naah. / Araceli: How about darts? / Clayton: Nope. / Sherry: We like to keep sharp objects away from him. / Clayton: There's only one thing I'm interested in doing at this place, and I'm good at it. I like to keep my focus where it belongs. / Araceli: Some people like to actually do something while they drink. / Clayton: It hides their ineptitude. I like to showcase my best work. / Araceli: Makes me sad when people can't make their living doing what they love. / Sherry: A few more like him, and I could.
Out There - Thursday, January 24, 2008 Araceli: People don’t come to bars to drink, Clayton. They come to bars to socialize. / Araceli: You could drink at home if you don’t want to be around people. / Clayton: And you could go anywhere else if you don’t want to drink. / Sherry: Hey, let's not get crazy! There’s room for here for the social and the anti-social alike! / Sherry: Irritating, hey-look-at-me extroverts sit side by side with social-skill-bereft hermits, and somehow, it works! / Clayton: You come up with some okay stuff when you're worried about losing your only customers. / Sherry: I'm writing it down. I know good ad copy when I hear it
Out There - Friday, January 25, 2008 [[Sherry leans on the bar talking to Araceli]] / Sherry: You know what I hate most about what I'm doing? / Araceli: What? / Sherry: I get up early every morning, work hard all day, got to bed late, and start the whole process over the next day, right? / Sherry: I don't complain about that, I don't even mind doing it. What I hate is that it isn't enough. / Sherry: I don't want to have to worry about promotion and advertising and crap like that, I just want to do my work, and have that be enough. / Sherry: If nobody's buying what you're selling, it doesn't matter how hard you're working. / Clayton: Might as well just give it away, then, right?
Out There - Saturday, January 26, 2008 [[ Sherry is tending bar and looks a bit depressed. Araceli and Clayton are sitting at the bar. ]] / Sherry: I dunno, maybe I'm being foolish. I've just always thought if I kept working real hard at this I would succeed. / Araceli: Well, maybe you will. Maybe in addition to hard work, it also just takes TIME. / Araceli: And then maybe some luck. Maybe after all the time and hard work, all it REALLY takes is luck. / Sherry: But you have to put in the time and hard work first to GET the luck, right? / Araceli: Probably. / Sherry: And after all that, there's still no guarantee. / Araceli: Nope. / Clayton: Which is why it's good you have all this ALCOHOL sitting around.
 

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