Happy Birthday, Shelby!
Comic
A comic.
#1636 – Rapid Response
Earl is not the swiftest of the heavenly host.
#1635 – Body Slam
You can’t lay down when the Wee Baby Donovan is around. He will body slam you.
#1634 – Magic Ingredient
The Wife is the best cook ever. Ever. I will fight anyone who says otherwise.
#1633 – Cleansing
Man, I should probably have a hazmat suit, too.
#1632 – Hack
Sand keeps cropping up everywhere, even though we haven’t been at the beach since Thursday.
#1631 – Face Peel
My sunburn has begun peeling. Good times.
#1630 – Shark Attack!
As the week draws to a close, so too does my vacation at the beach. But we had fun! The Wee Baby Donovan likes to pretend he’s a shark (or a dinosaur, depending on the circumstances) and go around eating everyone’s arms and legs. Truly, he lives every week like it’s Shark Week.
#1629 – If Everybody Had an Ocean
Despite my sunburn, I returned to the beach today (wearing a shirt the whole time to combat the lobster effect). There are few things I love more than floating in the water.
Sketches From Memory 