Monthly Archives: January 2013
I stole today’s title from Digital Frog over at comics.com.
I like to think my creative thieving is a sign of generosity. I generously admit when someone comes up with a better/funnier idea than I can.
I’m able to do this because a long, long time ago I was bit by a radioactive weasel that gave me superpowers of rationalization.
P.S.: Nice strategically located Louvre bar today.
No, I don’t know what happened to winter. Yesterday the hot tub was frozen, today there’s green grass. As you know, dear reader, I do not draw the strip. Some guy in Omak, Washington with seasonal reflective disorder draws it. He suffers from a cumulative brain injury brought on by years of abusing Excedrin to stay up late to make deadlines. Basically, he gets his seasons confused. Also, he confuses his hat and shoe size. And sometimes he thinks he’s Judy Garland. But only the Wizard of Oz years.
We should all be patient with him. A little green grass in January is a small price to pay for years of furry hijinks.
BTW, Furry Hijinks is his porn name. But let’s just keep that between you and me.