
Stupid SOLs.
A comic.

Stupid SOLs.

In all my years of teaching, I’ve yet to find anyone who actually thinks the big end-of-course standardized tests are actually a good idea.

My niece has the most heinous farts ever. Ever.

I’m back! Maybe I’ll do some comics this weekend to make up for the missing ones?
Or maybe I’ll sleep in and forget the whole thing.

I am, I’ll be the first to admit, a rather chubby guy. I’ve got some moobs goin’ on. I’m working on getting rid of them, though. Honest. *eats Snickers bar*

Mornings are hard, yo.

Interestingly enough, there is a text file on my phone that is labeled “Comic Ideas.” I’ve had it across three or four phones now, and I’ve been trying to figure out how to use, “my hero, but a sandwich” for literally years.

Man, I don’t know what a hair biscuit is, but it’s bound to be weird.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve enjoyed playing Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey. It’s a fun game, but it’s just too damn long. I started playing it back in October, for crying out loud. I’m not sure every game has to give us 100 hours of play time or it’s crap or anything like that. Maybe just give me fifteen to twenty hours of solid, well-made game, and I’ll be okay with that.
And yeah, that’s an Odyssey reference. I’m all literary and crap, yo.