Dave’s line in the first panel is very similar to a line from Peter S. Beagle’s The Last Unicorn, a book that’s ended up having a surprisingly heavy influence on my comics.
Helen probably did design Artie’s human body to make him happy, but nothing makes Artie happy. The more you try to please him, the more he angsts about it. Few things in Narbonic amuse me as much as a well-turned Artie line, and “the antithesis of all my values made flesh” never fails to put a smile on my face.
Dammit, I should’ve made that bicep bigger. You can never have too much beefcake.
This was unconsciously ripped off the scene in “Seinfeld” where Jerry tells George that he slept with Elaine. Looking over it afterward, it’s a little embarrassing how much of my stuff is heavily influenced by “Seinfeld” and “Cheers.”
Man, that’s a tasty-looking burger Dave’s got. Cartoon hamburgers always look so tasty. They’re on a level with those prop cakes Muppets sometimes eat. In my household, “Muppet cake” is code for “irresistibly appetizing.”
Artie ordered a salad, of course.
I wrote this one late in the storyline and did a lot of last-minute rewriting. It’s okay, but Dave came out all wrong in the third panel and it still bugs me. Oh well.
This one is cute, and also fairly autobiographical. I’m still waiting for Andrew to wise up.
As per Helen’s instructions, Dave is picking out clothes for Artie. I don’t know how this results in Artie having presentable clothes in subsequent strips, but let’s all suspend our disbelief here. Anyway, this strip is good except that I had an embarrassingly hard time drawing racks of clothing.
The little note at bottom right reads, “P.S. bkitu & 42 — congrats!” It’s a nod to my friend Chris Gleason (nicknamed Best Kisser in the Universe on our old Usenet group) and his wife on the day of their wedding.
I like Dave’s comment in the second panel because that’s what I would do.