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5 thoughts on “Issue 22 Cover”

  1. Dr. Norman (not a real doctor)

    Ooohhh … He looks – desperate.

  2. Zombatar

    No hat. He lost his hat. Which had a lot of his personality. Alert! Alert! We have a Lost Hat emergency! This is Not a Drill! Alert! Alert!

  3. Scarsdale

    Hang in there, I’m a retired fireman, and those pictures/videos have me sweating… The closest thing to a forest fire I ever fought was when a stupid tried to burn raked leaves on a windy day. 4 houses! Mostly grass and bush fires but, yeah.

  4. Clint

    Good news, we are back at home and there was a home to return to. It’s been a crazy week and a serious near miss seeing as several other homes on our block burned. Terrible stuff but the Ranch persists.

    1. Honzinator

      Welcome back.
      My mom’s whole town, Monrovia, seems to have survived so far, too, but it ain’t over yet.

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Issue 22 Cover
Posted on January 8, 2025 by Dawn

Traditional post-issue comic cover! Episode 23 is currently TBA but we're hoping to have the first page out on January 22nd so as to not leave y'all hanging from the proverbial cliff for too long.

[1/9/2025 NOTICE: Some of you may know we live in the Greater L.A. Area and if you've heard about the wildfires here: yep, we're currently evacuated from our home and still unsure as to its fate. We grabbed our computers and backup drives so whatever happens we still have our files, but definitely expect some delays and cross your fingers that the worst we're going to end up having to do is throw food out of the fridge due to power loss.]

[1/11/2025 UPDATE: Good news, we are back at home and there was a home to return to. It's been a crazy week and a serious near miss seeing as several other homes on our block burned. Terrible stuff but the Ranch persists.]

The best kind of happenstance

Posted on February 19, 2014 by Clint
WARNING: PERSONAL INDULGENCE AHEAD. AND SOME MUSH. As I write this blog it is Tuesday, February 18th, and at the risk of invoking a heaping helping of “we don’t care” from the readership, I must mention this is a significant date. Nine years ago on this date, you see, Dawn and I said our marriage vows and signed the paperwork with the grand old State of California to make them official. What does that have to do with the Zombie Ranch? Depending on your perspective, I suppose everything, or nothing. Some people plan (or at least try to plan) their lives out to a greater degree than others, but happenstance still has a huge part to play. Coins flip heads or tails, pebbles lead to avalanches, butterflies stir up hurricanes, and whether or not you believe in some force or fate that guides the outcomes, the end results still occasionally leave us wondering, for better or worse: “What if…?” Heck, Marvel Comics used to have a whole series titled just that, and there have been plenty of other works exploring the concept, such as Run Lola Run where we see the events of an afternoon end up in three very different ways just because of tiny variations like what exact second a car pulls out of an alleyway. People live or die because of those moments. Or in our case they meet, and start dating, and move in together, and get married, and eventually start a comic. The last bit might have been the most predictable outcome, even though it still took us four years to get around to it. There was an artist searching out a writer, and a writer who had forgotten about trying to write… not exactly a shocker twist ending. But the beginnings? All sorts of decisions both big and small, all sorts of circumstances–you might say two lifetimes’ worth–jumbled together to get us where we are today. I look at my life and can certainly see room for improvement. I absolutely have my share of regrets and bad decisions. But give me a time machine and I’ll give it right back unused, because all that happenstance, good and bad alike, conspired to hook me up with the woman I love. And I ain’t ever messing with a single butterfly of that.