Michelle fears the Bears. I assume we have not been eaten by a bear, but I can’t guarantee it.
Michelle fears the Bears. I assume we have not been eaten by a bear, but I can’t guarantee it.
I had this amazing floppy-brimmed hat that I always wore when I went hiking. It’s long-since disappeared, sadly.
He Wife and I are in Texas camping with my family as we speak! She’s never been before, so it’s certain to be an experience for her. I assume we have not been eaten by bears.
It’s my birthday, but I’m gonna give you a present: my debut novella, Missing Person, is available for free this weekend!
And I’m 35 today! I’m on the road somewhere beteween Virginia and Texas. Comics will continue all next week while I’m away.
I did indeed buy bright pink wrapping paper for my niece’s birthday presents. So bright. So pink.
The cats love putting their asses right in front of The Wife’s face. I have no idea why. They might just be jerks like that.
Every time I go to the store, this happens. Every. Time.
I took not one but two naps on Sunday. In my defense, I didn’t sleep Saturday night, so the naps felt very necessary.
Students ask me about my political leanings all the time, and I always have to tell them that I can’t tell them because I don’t want to be accused of brainwashing the kids.
Of course, if they actually listened to what I say for about ten minutes, they could probably figure it out.