Bad for them, worse for the ants…
So getting ready for a few days at a cabin in Northern Ontario, to be followed by a few days canoeing with La Wife… should be fun if I remember to pack everything.
Bad for them, worse for the ants…
So getting ready for a few days at a cabin in Northern Ontario, to be followed by a few days canoeing with La Wife… should be fun if I remember to pack everything.
That must be an electric blanket designed for way up north…
So i was going to mention that today’s comic is strip number six hundred, but I checked the archives, and it turns out that it’s strip number six hundred and eight. So I’m celebrating six hundred and eight comics! Can I get a ‘woot’?
Just think, another four hundred comics, I’ll have done 17,000 less than Charles Schultz! (but I’m catching up… now if I can only live another sixty-five years…)
That electric blanket’s never gonna smell right again… Farts are bad, but in hot stale electric blanket air, they take on a whole new level of sour.
Another Indie Game Jam coming up this weekend, looking forward to doing that!
Ah, the sweet, sweet warmth of an electric blanket…
Going to try to head into the city today to teach a couple of classes at Red River Community College, but we got freezing rain right now… not sure how the roads will be. Crossing my fingers.
Perhaps the least lovely sound ever when you’re trying to get to sleep… the deadly drone of the single, indestructible mosquito.
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