
My back was in pretty bad shape Monday night/Tuesday morning, so much so that I didn’t make it into work Tuesday. Here’s hoping it was just allergies and not a sign of me getting old.

My back was in pretty bad shape Monday night/Tuesday morning, so much so that I didn’t make it into work Tuesday. Here’s hoping it was just allergies and not a sign of me getting old.

Sorry there was no new comic yesterday. I came down with allergies something fierce, and went to sleep around 6:00 and woke up sometime the next morning.
Anyway, tell me Tim Tation isn’t exactly what Trump is looking for in his next Secretary of Homeland Security.

Always getting up to hijinks and what have you.

It’s been a while. I might be a bit rusty.

Meredith doubts the existence of Cat Spanish, but it is real, I tell you! Real!
Sure, it’s only three words — mas baloneys and pollo — but it’s a tonal language.

The Wife executed the Mansplainer in the now-classic comic #1425.

Michelle and Meredith are playing a game called Bitlife. Meredith’s first effort was…less than spectacular.

I hate this day. Hate it.