Sketch a Day, Day 330

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

Sketch a Day, Day 329

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.

The wife is feeling sick. She is an individual with needs, especially when sick.

Clearly, my source material has been weaker of late. Yes, that’s what I’ll blame.

Too tired to type.

I sometimes spend days trying to remember things like this, and when I finally do, it’s often at the most random moment possible.

Felt sick during the debate is evening. Vomited. No idea why. Maybe it’s Romney, as the wife suggests.