Like my diminutive alter-ego up there, I began a teaching job today–although my subjects are nowhere near Poli-Sci, nor am I relegated to standing on top of a podium in order to be seen and heard. Nor are my classes really lecture-heavy. Nor do I have any classes in anything closely resembling a lecture hall. Nor do I have any sort of furniture polish policy. Nor do I wear reading glasses.

Guess my job’s not really much like Zoid’s, huh?

On a different note, I once had a teacher who was somewhat shorter than 5 feet tall. Once in a while, he would pull out a trampoline to pull down the projector screen at the front of the room. I am totally not making that up; it was awesome.

Happy Memorial Day, everyone. For those of you who know of Westboro Baptist Church, apparently they were protesting outside of Arlington National Cemetary today as President Obama was preparing to lead Memorial Day services. They were met by counter-protestors, some of whom were allegedly members of the Ku Klux Klan. Like a friend of mine put it, it’s kind of a real-life version of Alien vs. Predator.

Except in this case, Mitch won.

Yep, Mitch being born at the same time as the TMI disaster was established way back in strip #55. Seemed an appropriate time for a call-back.

And speaking of related matters, stop on over to The Ouro Bros. and the Neverending Tour for a message from me and my partner in art over there, Jeremy Bentley, about how you can help the people of Japan. We, and they, appreciate the support.

Uncategorized for August 21, 2004 – 055