Commando Raids and Media Whores
In what has become par for the course, I have to conduct another commando style raid of the East Coast this weekend. My grandmother ('Babci' to all the Polish linguists) passed away the other night and Carm & I are coming in for the funeral.
89 years old, I think that's quite a run. Plus, she was the only person I know that could say "Bronco, why you so Fatso?" and get away with it. (She was also the only person I know to call Raj "a handsome beige man" -- but that was in the pre-9/11 environment when being beige was not a clear indicator of terrorist activities in her mind.)
Now, bereavement leave might come between me and any accounting work -- but it won't keep me away from any media whoring.
The latest
"Things..." strip is up and can be found
here.
Rednecks really should know better. The observant readers will notice the addition of the nice little home for all the future entries for this webcomic.
Secondly (but just as important) is the latest comic script,
BERMUDA. It's another entry in the
Conversations in Cars category. As always, comments and critiques are always welcome. Really, I do mean always. Let's say it one more time in unison. ALWAYS.
In closing, even though I
always love hate mail - just know that I think beige is beautiful. Actually, I think beige may be the new black.
wojr
I Don't Think I Would Like To Do That
That just sounds awkward. Like it makes you laugh and inflicts pain at the same time. I think Mr. Stone here has simply run out ways to laud a comedy.
The quote is meant to sell the
10th Anniversary DVD for Clerks. I can't imagine that this is the absolute best quote they could find. Especially after ten freaking years.
Or I might just be sleepy. Screamingly sleepy, no less.
wojr
I Think I Missed My Calling
I should have went into advertising.
HAPPY MONDAY MORNING (I know it's Tuesday, but I was lucky enough to be off yesterday.)
wojr