Sketch a Day, Day 335

Truly, these are dark, stormy days.

Sketch a Day, Day 334

Storm is immanent. Soon, we’ll be in the midst of two storms colliding right on top of us. I like to think I’m ready.

Seriously, she might as well have, as unwieldy as it is to carry the damn things.

Wife still sick. I am going to have to quarantine her, I think.

I am so ready for the new Assassin’s Creed game. Next week! Very excited.

Seriously, don’t dress your pet up in ridiculous costumes. Lets give our furry friends at least the semblance of dignity.

How many comics can I milk out of my wife’s illness? Several, apparently.

Also, this finally catches me back up to where I should be. Huzzah!

Watching the final presidential debate. Makes me wish I was a drinker.

She’s still sick. She’s entered the nesting phase.