It’s like September 19th, but with comics

Let’s get Phone Guys out of the way first this week:

There. Isn’t Pete a bit on the dumb side? I sure think so. Anyway, the real point of the comics post this week is this, the wrapping up of the SecGov Robots story which has been going since early this year.

Now that that is done with, the next few SecGov strips will be stand-alone non-serial deals.

The Shotgun Professor in “Time To Go”

PREVIOUSLY: Professor Ludlum and the Bradfords, retired members of the secret scientific research organization were attacked by another former member, Mitch Howitzer, who has apparently gone insane. While the Professor and friends manage to scare Howitzer off, they realize that they need to get away before he comes back for more. Meanwhile, in the labs […]

Sometimes Haikus Vanish

I think I might have a superhuman ability to lose nail clippers. I even wrote a post about it a few hours ago including a haiku about how I can’t find them even though I own two pairs. But then I lost that post too. Superhuman, see?

I will not attempt to recreate the haiku, I am afraid. I could never recapture the moment and to attempt would just cheapen us all.

In other news, as my Halloween-time trip to NYC approaches, it becomes ever more apparent how much money I don’t have. I’m not going to not take the trip, obviously. But I am going to be suffering afterward (and a bit beforeward if I want to have money to spend…).

Such is the way of things.

Eyebrow Times

Now, it isn’t my intent to start putting pictures of myself up every post or anything, but since I was once again unable to sleep this morning I figured I might as well go and get my hair cut, since I’ve wanted it done for like a month now. When the hair-cutting was finished up, the haircutter person asked it I wanted my eyebrows trimmed. I’ve never got that before. I wonder if my eyebrows are getting bigger…

Now I know that I have thick eyebrows. They’re such a dominant feature on my face that if I were to mess with them, I think I’d not recognize my own reflection. And then I would miss all the opportunities to give myself flirty winks every time I pass a window or a mirror. And I need those flirty winks, thank you very much. My eyebrows stay as they are.

Also, if I can barely be bothered to care about the rest of my facial hair, why start caring about those.