Monday, August 29, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
A dog damn nightmare
My dog is a Lab. She is also, contrary to all Labrador instincts, absolutely petrified of water. Now, this may be partially due to a near-drowning experience while canoeing the Colorado river. Or maybe she's just wired that way. Either way, water makes her panic and refuse to go outside until it's over. Luckily for me she's got a bladder of steel and can wait out the flooded NYC streets without flooding my apartment.
Hurricaneopolis
Meteorology has never been my forte, but judging by the rain pounding on my windows (and drowning my AC unit), this is likely what I'll wake up to tomorrow. Unfortunately, the boat exists only in my imagination. I did see a wheelbarrow earlier today...
Friday, August 26, 2011
Balancing act
Sometimes real life and work life clash, similar to neurons but in a far less effective and pleasing way. Blame can be placed squarely on deadlines. I mean, deadlines just are kind of assholes that way; they have a clear and blatant disregard for any plans one might have. This sketch explains things fairly well in that regard. No more explanation necessary.
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