The Wife could sleep through a cannon shot through our bedroom. Seriously. Waking her up in the morning is a challenge and a half.
Comic
A comic.
#612 – The Best-Laid Plans
Unless I absolutely bomb the final, I’ll easily have a B in the class, which is good enough for me.
#611 – The Problem with Saints
“Our Lady of the Turducken” is one of the most glorious ideas ever.
#610 – Unforbidden Fruit
It’s all the rage these days, I hear.
Anyway, I kinda hope my grandmother skips this one.
#609 – Get Your Cat Clothes On
At the Wife’s birthday party Saturday night, so e friends suggested muumuus for cats. I immediately suggested “meowmeows,” which I’m pretty sure is a million dollar idea. Also, the term Meowmeows is now ™ and (c) me. So yeah.
#608 – Stink Lines
I have a pair of Tom’s I’ve been wearing for a couple of months straight. Without socks they are pretty funky. Like, visible stink lines funky.
#607 – “Italian” Food
Tuesday night, the Wife (who is, I should mention, Italian) suggested Olive Garden for dinner. I found the suggestion more than a little strange, given that there are several other (quite good) Italian restaurants in the area we could eat at instead.
#606 – Conditioning
My brother and father want to hike the Grand Canyon in March. I want to go with them. I need to really work out a lot and get in something other than pear shape before then, or I very well might die.
#605 – And Now a Word From Our Sponsor
I have a full head of luxurious hair. If the other members of my family are any indication, it ain’t going anywhere anytime soon. Also, it will stay dark and not at all gray until I turn 60, at which point it will go straight to pure white and I will look the same for the next 30 years.
We have good genes, we do.
