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For Better Or For Worse, 7/13/05

(Folks, it’s come to my attention that the scheming lawyers over at Mt. Foob are little quick on the trigger when it comes to the cease and desist letters aimed at the Webhosts of those who reproduce the strips without approval. So if you haven’t read the strip yet, click here to open it in a new window.)

Ah, youth! I remember my eighth grade graduation. I think that it involved my grandparents taking me out for ice cream. It certainly did not involve my older sister driving me around while I made out with my girlfriend in the back seat. (Not that this is a “kids today are all roadside” rant. I know for a fact that some of my junior high classmates participated in post-graduation making out. I just wasn’t one of them. I was barely in a position to do post-graduation making out in high school.)

Of course, the guy I feel really sorry for is poor ol’ Duncan. His band goes down in an inferno of clashing tweenage egos, and he doesn’t even have the arms of some 12-year-old gig to fall into for consolation. Instead, he’s just got forty-five minutes of painful, stilted conversation with Elizabeth ahead of him. Maybe he’ll make up some more Canadian jive-talk to describe the depths of the awkwardness. Your life’s in your hands, dude.

Oh, and by the way, you are reading a blog post written by … juror #8! The judge says the case won’t last more than a couple days, though, so I’m not too stressed. I think it would be interesting to blog my jury experiences as they happen, except that that would be totally illegal. Still, I’ll dish what dirt I can, once its over.

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Mary Worth, 7/12/05

The Comics Curmudgeon (TCC) and the Future Mrs. Curmudgeon (TFMC) are taking a walk. TCC is describing today’s Mary Worth to his intended.

TCC: … and you see all these vibration lines coming off of Rita in all directions. She’s got the shakes, man! She’s definitely going to drop those damn swans. And when she does, she’ll realize what a pathetic loser she is, and then…

TFMC: She’ll slit her wrists with one of the shards?

TCC: Wow. I was going to say that she was going to check herself into the Betty Ford Clinic, but that’s … much better.

TFMC: Don’t you think “shard” is a good word?

Ain’t I lucky, folks? Not only is she willing to talk about Mary Worth on our walks, but she’s always willing to push the envelope of good taste, which is what this blog needs. Here’s to true love!

Speaking of love, I don’t love the fact that I have to go in for potential jury tomorrow (especially seeing as it’s supposed to be 87 degrees and humid and shorts are considered “inappropriate attire” for the courtroom). Hopefully my unkempt appearance and/or cranky political views will keep me from holding some poor sap’s life in my hands, but if I do have to serve, postings may be a wee bit spotty for a bit. I shall keep you all posted, since I know you all care, desperately.

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One year ago today, I made my first foray into reading the comics so you don’t have to, though I built up a week or so of material before I actually sent out links to anyone else urging them to read it. Since then, I’ve been more and more amazed at the number of people who share my love-hate (but mostly love, honest) relationship with the comics, and who moreover enjoy my writing and each others’ company enough to come visit on a regular basis. I think it’s strangely appropriate that I began the day dealing with technical problems and ended it with some cheap beastiality humor. Here’s to many more!