These games give me the warm fuzzies.
One of these days, I’ll have to show you what some of the comics look like without all the word bubbles.
It’s nice when something turns out to be easier than originally thought, as was the case with the composition book in today’s comic.
Because I’m quite tired, I’ve decided to go to bed (hard to argue with logic like that, hmm?). This means that tomorrow’s comic is going to be a few hours late. Not to worry, though…given current events, I’m sure you’ll have no trouble finding other sources of humor to keep you entertained until the comic’s finished.
Four out of five doctors recommend reading today’s comic.
Well, no…they don’t, actually. But maybe they should.
Any site that tries to teach kids how to count in binary and build shockwave cannons is all right by me.
There were a few factors that contributed to the lateness of today’s comic, one of which being a new and bizarre compulsion to watch t.v. shows about people starting up restaurants.
If you’re not getting enough cuteness in your diet, you might want to check out “What I Learned Today.”
Well, you’re in your little room
And you’re working on something good
But if it’s really good
You’re gonna need a bigger room…
Tomorrow’s comic is going to be a little late; today was one of those “do-a-lot-and-get-little-done” days.
I’m sure some of you haven’t heard of [url=]Ozy & Millie[/url] yet.
As if living in California wasn’t surreal enough of late, now everything’s turned orange.
It’s because of the fires. The smoke’s drifting all the way to the ocean, which has caused a sort of perpetual twilight to settle over the land. My internal clock’s all messed up now, what with the end of daylight savings time and the fact that, if one were to judge by the sky, it’s been 5 p.m. all day long. And don’t get me started on the ash.
Between all that and the matinee showing of “Kill Bill” I went to, I am now in a very peculiar state of mind.
Not that this has anything to do with the comic, but my sinuses are now full of grey gunk, thanks to all the smoke in the air.
Admittedly, my own plight is pretty insignificant in light of what other folks are dealing with; but still, I’m going through tissue like a fiend.
Apparently, mere terrestrial flames weren’t bad enough.
At least if tomorrow’s comic is late, I can say the sun ate it.