Anybody else encounter this (except, hopefully, for the restraining order part)? You run into a casual acquaintance near the beginning of a grocery shopping trip, and you just keep encountering them throughout the rest of the store. It seems rude to ignore them, but there’s only so many times you can cheerily say, “Hi, again!” before you start to look like a real nutcase. Anyone have a good remedy for this?

Oh, and doesn’t Mitch have just the best handwriting?

It seems to me that conservative pundits on television are ignoring what the President has actually done over the past two years and merely continue to bang the drum of, “Obama’s a Marx-lovin’, Muslim-huggin’, liberal socialist!” Meanwhile, due to the stubborn idiocy of the Tea Party movement, he’s had to move so far to the right that he’s essentially somewhere in Reagan territory. I’m not upset with the President about this. I’m more upset with the complete and utter lack of work that Congress seems to be doing. It’s been quite frustrating in my view.

Oh, wait. Forgot this was a comic strip and supposed to be funny. How many surrealists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Fish.

Yes, this is based on real life. Well, except for the psychotherapy part.

Ever wonder if a pet of yours was depressed? How far would you go to help them out?

Oh, and if anyone’s got a good method for getting the smell of cat urine out of carpet padding, let me know…

Yes, for those of you who follow my other strips, today’s strip features all of my main female comic strip characters: Jane from Zoidland, Linh from The Social Life of Frank and Linh, and a first for Zoidland: Elle from The Ouro Bros. and the Neverending Tour! We’re celebrating our first anniversary over at The Ouro Bros all this week, so please stop on over and see what’s cracking! And if you’re curious about the process behind it, head on over to Ken Mueller’s blog and hear all about the behind-the-scenes stuff on The Ouro Bros!

Oh, and yes, panel 2 is precisely why Jeremy draws The Ouro Bros and not me. Ahem.

Yes, I know my opinion is just one of many. So is yours. I respect your right to have an opinion that may or may not differ from mine. All I ask is that you grant me the same courtesy. Thanks.

The riots and protests that have been happening throughout Northern Africa and the Middle East have been heavy on my mind lately. But when the governor of Wisconsin began to propose cracking down on the rights and freedoms of teachers and other public workers, while our brothers and sisters halfway around the world are clamoring for some of those same freedoms…

Oh, wait. This is a comic strip. I’m supposed to be telling jokes. Um, okay: An African dictator and the governor of Wisconsin walk into a bar…

I kid you not with Jane’s news quote. More information available at this link: http://news.discovery.com/human/obama-the-muslim-antichrist-survey-says.html

I know I’ve avoided being overtly political for a few months now. Thought it might be good to let you all know that I haven’t gone soft.

If you need a refresher, Cole was first seen in this strip, and this one. Finally gave him a name tonight. He should be thanking me, despite the fact that he really comes off as a jerk in tonight’s strip. Gotta give a little to get a little, Cole.

By the way, Linh’s experience is nothing like my own personal experience. My part-time job is at a church, not a grocery store. Couldn’t be more different. Ahem.

Yes, I’m playing on this topic for a second week. “Write what you know,” y’know?

The other day, I stopped at my local coffeeshop for coffee and a bagel (french toast with pumpkin spice cream cheese, awesome!). Unfortunately, after I had prepped the coffee and all, I found out that their credit card machine was down. I hardly ever carry cash, so I was kinda up a creek. Fortunately, the guys there recognized me and offered to let me pay the next day. Which I did, and gave them a stonkin’ big tip for their trouble.

That night, I got myself a caramel macchiato from Starbucks. To get there, I have to drive past the local shop, thus evincing a great deal of guilt. Of course, if the local one was open in the evenings, then I probably wouldn’t go to Starbucks.

At least not as often.