The movie “Lawless” was pretty good. A few naked breasts, a few grisly murders, and the triumph of the American Spirit. And by ‘American Spirit’ I mean illegal activities for profit, taking the law into your own hands, and perseverance in the face of tyranny and stupidity.
Archive for ‘August, 2012’
Hey kids, here is a comic to tell you that I can’t do a comic this ti- oh wait. HAHA! Meta humor! Okay, so my life might get real busy here in the next couple of months and I must warn you that there may be a few missed deadlines (sort of like usual) and that I may (may) have to drop to one comic per week for a bit. But not yet. So enjoy the non-comic for now…
My trees are trying to kill me. Y’all will need a little background to fully get this one. My dog Maury has to be carried out into the back yard ’cause he’s old and him back legs don’t work no more. There was a storm on the way, but not in any way imminent, so I thought I’d get him out before it got here and turned the yard to mud. We don’t have grass back there because we have so many trees that no sun reaches the ground. Maury and I were in the yard near one of my huge maples when I heard a series of cracks that sounded like gunshots, and then just after I had the paintball thought I heard the rustle of lots of leaves being rubbed together as a 20-ft section of limb began its descent. Now, I have some experience with this sound. Back in, oh, ’93 I guess it was, we were sitting out Hurricane Isabel. There were many thumps and bumps as limbs and debris hit our house. Being the naive idiots that we were then we would go out to check on the noise and see if any damage had occurred. On one of my forays into the back yard I heard this same noise as another branch came out of another maple, bounced off my newly-constructed screened porch and almost clobbered me. So I ran, still holding Maury. As luck would have it the branch would not have hit me even if I had stayed in place, but it only missed my previous position by about 4 feet. Too close for me.
I would buy poison from Alyson Hannigan. Unfortunately for the poison industry Alyson Hannigan is not selling poison. The girl selling Wendy’s food on the TV box is Morgan Smith Goodwin who does not appear to have a web page at the moment or I would be directing you to it right now.
Okay, that went quicker than I thought it would, so here’s the cartoon that will forever immortalize the Mars lander Curiosity. NASA really hit one out of the park with this one, considering the crazy number of things that had to go absolutely right to make it work.
Okay I must confess, I missed a few deadlines because the NHL playoffs were on and I had to watch all of them. But I thought I’d get back on schedule when they ended. Then the ‘Lympics came on. So yeah, I watch a lot of Olympics. Or to be more precise and honest, I fall asleep in front of a lot of Olympics…