I'm a rolling stone, gathering no moss... because moss is sticky and smelly and gross.
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    JR Gervais
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Thirty-nine years ago, a little comic strip about a not-so little cat named Garfield was launched in 41 newspapers... and Mondays were never the same again.
I woke up this morning expecting to be block by @realDonaldTrump. Sadly, he's still there.
Holy Tributes, Batman!!!
I have an idea for a rival to Twitter; it would be called Chirper. Instead of tweeting, you would chirp.

You probably already heard that Adam West passed away over the weekend. For a lot of us, he was our first and favorite Batman (he was for me). In honor of Mayor Adam West, we will be running a Squiggle all this week; afterwards, it will be in our library tab called "Squiggles."
Don't worry, POTUS. Really Old Man has got your back.
Today's comic came from a good friend of mine. Check out his webcomic at Last time I checked, it didn't have any orange orangutans.
I don't imagine Mr Tinkle and Gemma actually talk to each other via iMessage or anything. After all, Mr Tinkle is a dog and Gemma is a blonde.
Playing catch-up.

I like Really Old Man. Expect more of him.
Sorry for the absence. I've been on the road a lot. Let me see if I can play a little catch-up before the next wave of funny/sad news hits the airwaves.
For a home security system, I purchased a rabbit. I don't know how secure I am, but there sure are a lot brown pellets all over the place.
The Beatles' "Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" album celebrated its 50th anniversary yesterday. I find some mild exasperation in the thought that I was probably conceived while my parents listened to this record. Nuff said!
That's the thing about talent. When you're a kid and somebody tells you "you're so talented," they have a look like "this kid's going to be next Picasso or Rodin; your parents must be proud of you." When you're older and somebody says you're talented, what they seem to be really saying is "you poor, miserable castaway; your parents must be so disappointed."
Sorry for the rough sketch for a comic this week. For work, I was sent out of town unexpectantly without warning and wasn't able to do a proper comic. Instead, I drew this on a piece of paper I found in the trash. Excelsior, true believers!
Woke up this morning to these photos of Trump overseas touching some glowing orb. Don't know what the frak is going on; I don't think I want to know either.
Q. Knock, knock.
A. Who's there?
Q. Doris.
A. Doris who?
Q. Doris locked! That's why I'm knocking!
I can totally imagine Lincoln saying "jackhole." Can't you?
Metaphors, yo.
Sorry for not posting for awhile. Actually, it was only a week but so much stuff happened last week in the news... it just seemed longer! Today's revelations were too hot to not post an update. Can the impeachment process start yet?
When you're reaching for your goals in life... make sure you're wearing deodorant.
Not to brag or anything, but I haven't had a mood swing in... like, 8 minutes or something.