I’ve decided that I’d like to hear from the folks who read the strip. All… five of you? Anyway, you’ll notice a tiny Facebook link to my page in the footer of our website. Check it out! I’ll also be posting on there when I update my other comic projects. Forrest
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For the record, the historical accuracy of this comic varies wildly from panel to panel, but suffice it to say the third diverges from eyewitness accounts solely in the dress of the characters. At the gala, I spent a fair percentage of my mental resources reflecting on the simultaneous truths of having a beer in […]
For the record, it wasn’t actually me on that wall. In fact, I wasn’t present in the building, nor the city. You see, I have a keen awareness of my own gravitational potential for energy, and can find no cause to deliberately multiply this variable beyond what I call the "ker-splat threshold". That and I’m […]
For the record, internet comments are like a rain where almost every single droplet is stupid and those droplets that aren’t are nearly impossible to detect amongst the deluge of their peers. A friend of mine calls it a failed experiment, and yet no website is considered complete without the obligatory community-building comment system. I […]
For the record, you didn’t. But as a mixture of factors has rendered me bereft of wit to marry to an absent topic, this is what you get: You’re doing fine And it kills me Not because you are But because I’m not And now that I can’t think of you I have to go […]
For the record, I can get kind of neurotic over language. That is, I find it abhorrent to ignore an error simply because it is commonly made. The use of the term “Indian” in referring to indigenous Americans, for example, renders me incensed. Though today’s object of my linguistic rage isn’t quite so socially charged, […]
For the first time in probably a year Mr. Foofer has been hopping around like a real bunny. He’s not 100%, but he’s recovered so well, and honestly there wasn’t a damn thing I did that seemed to have helped with his legs. I hadn’t heard him thump his cage in probably six months, earlier […]
For the record, dust is nature’s way of informing you that you have too much stuff. That entire shelves of things can sit unused and undistrubed for long enough to collect visible layers of atmosphereic particulate is absurd to me. This sense of clutter is only accentuated by the fact that since Alexander learned to […]
Where do I start? I’ve crammed so much into 3 weeks. I’m not sure when I’ll have time to update the strip, maybe next monday at the latest? I’ve been cottaging, playing sports, working far too much, spending time with friends. I had a new computer built, so we’ll see if I can get my […]