I am so totally suing.

So, guess what character happens to be a major part of the TNT show Saving Grace?

Earl the Angel.

Dude, I am so suing them for this.

~chuck

Song of the Moment: George Harrison, "Sue You, Sue Me Blues"

It's True

Monkey's house ain't creepy. Out in the middle of Nowhere, Arkansas, down a gravel road with very few lights and fewer residents with small children, sure, but not creepy per se.

And yes, the comic was photoed with my phone and then emailed to the Monkey. I'm guessing he put even less effort into posting it than I put into drawing it, 'cause I noticed it was still turned sideways. So yeah, there's that.

"School's Out For Summer"

The school year's over, finally. What does this mean? Not a whole lot, except I have a couple of things I want to try that may mean new comics up here in the next week or two. Maybe.

"It's my birthday, Precious."

Hey, another year older. Once more 'round the burning orb. Another orbit of the big blue marble. I guess you get the idea.

You can now lavish me with attention and extravagant gifts.

A Plea for Sanity

Dude, Monkey, I know you're all conservative and stuff over there in Arkansas, but please tell me you aren't going to support Ron Paul. Dude's insane.

Auld Lang Syne

The year's about over. We spent all of last week in Oklahoma (or on the road to and from Oklahoma, mostly), and tonight we're going to a New Year's Party at Lauren's.

It's been a rough year for Dim Bulb, one with fewer comics that I'd have liked. I've got plans in motion for the coming year, and hopefully I'll be able to get more comics done for the coming year.

Anyway, Happy New Year! May Aught Eight be even better than Aught Seven!

"There's no place like home for the holidays"

So Michelle and I are going to Oklahoma for Christmas.

We're driving, 'cause plane tickets were remarkably absurd. $700 for one ticket? That's beyond ridiculous (beyond Thunderdome, even!). So we're making it a roadtrip. A stopover in St. Louis to see some relatives of hers, a quick jaunt over to Norman to see some friends of mine, and even a stop in Clarksville to see the Monkey and his folks (that's gonna be Wednesday, by the by, Monkey).

Sadly, the trip is going to be pretty quick. We've got to come back and rest up for the return to school the following week (cursed short breaks!). I think this is a good sign that I'm really meant to be a college professor: a whole month off would be a glorious thing.