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The Solution to the Scorn of Old People

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2008-10-21

New rule! If nothing interesting or exciting or cartoonishly obtuse happens that is worth me exploring or even spending more than five minutes thinking about, I’m just gonna make shit up. I’ll leave it to y’all to play detective/CSI agent and figure out what is real and what is not. So go ahead. Start investigating…

Karma police
Arrest this man
He talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge
He’s like a de-tuned radio

– “Karma Police” by Radiohead

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Written by Paul

October 21, 2008 at 6:39 pm

Almost Killed by a Twisty-Tie

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2008-10-15

Proof that, alas, I’m not yet ready to apply to be on Survivor. Also, and I know I’m not the only one in this boat here, but I go crazy when I can’t figure out the correct way to untwist the twisty-tie and I end up wasting minutes upon minutes trying to figure out this Rubik’s cube of bag sealers.

Now we are older and
Things disappeared somehow
And I was thinking that maybe
We’d stand a better chance if we met today

– “I Adore You” by Melpo Mene

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October 15, 2008 at 9:40 pm

New Old Houses Hold Many Secrets

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Better watch out, Sean, Ellen, and kitty cats…Hallowe’en approaches. Hope you’re enjoying the place and that no one fell down those deathtraps you call staircases

REMINDER: I’m posting TWO comics a day until the week is over. Check below for an earlier comic!

Can everything in some way help us understand
From mathematical problems to rubber bands
And can we say it’s wrong altogether
The world goes on forever
It still looks big

– “Big” by Less Than Jake

Written by Paul

September 27, 2008 at 6:04 pm

The History Channel is a Big Mistake

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Yup, one year from now, I know exactly what not to do before going to bed…

Since this place is becoming one big wasteland of sad things, I’m going to show you all a picture. Now, this is certainly not the most amazing photo this side of the Hudson, but it is, at the moment, my new favorite thing. Heck, I even made it my Facebook profile pic and I rarely change those thingies around. Just goes to show. Anyways, a little backstory: Tara and I were hanging out on her back porch, enjoying the warm weather and fooling around with the Photobooth application. I said to Tara, “Okay, now let’s make angry faces.” Then, if memory serves me right, she said, “All right.” As in, yes, I too will make an angry face (this will be clear in a moment). THREE…TWO…ONE…click:

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Written by Paul

September 11, 2008 at 10:07 pm

Sad Day, Happy Day

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Tara doesn’t like tomatoes, see? Do you?

Tonight maybe we’re gonna run
Dreaming of the Osaka sun
Ohh ohh…
Dreaming of when the morning comes

– “Lovers in Japan” by Coldplay

Written by Paul

September 11, 2008 at 8:41 pm

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#370 – How To Survive the Summer Heat

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Really, it’s been horrible lately. There’s was a crazy thunderstorm last night that seemed to cool things down tremendously, but it is still pretty humid. And when I say humid I really mean lava hot. Lisa and I discussed anti-agenda on air conditioning over some Starbucks food the other day, and I informed her that I can’t afford to turn my air conditioning on a lot. That it’s a treat when I do use it, and that even when I’m using it all I can picture is the numbers on my electric bill going up, up, up. Yet, I’m thinking that when I can begin to actually see my funny bone. I might have to rethink my madness…

And yes, if you’re curious, I’m completely nude in panel two. Oh, you weren’t curious? Hmm. Too bad, suckas! Now your minds are contaminated! Hahahaha!

Everything rises, going at it all
All the surprises in a size too small
And what if I told you
I was still in love with this?
Would you surprise us
In a size for all of me?

– “Size Too Small” by Sufjan Stevens

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June 12, 2008 at 12:00 am

#369 – Dreaming of Willie

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Circa 2003, my best friend abandoned me. It’d probably make for a more cinematic story to say that I had no idea where he disappeared to, but the truth is I know exactly where he went. Cleveland, Ohio. Home to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and other thingies. It seems odd to suddenly have such a dream about the boy-that-couldn’t, but such is the way life works. It’s not as if I don’t think about him; I do. Yet it makes me half-itchy to find him again, to get to him, to see if everything is all right. Then again, he left me behind, and I’ll never know nor understand why. And if he was ever curious to find me, there’d be no excuses whatsoever. I’m quite Google-able. But he hasn’t and he won’t. Which is a shame, really. I treated him like the brother I didn’t have. These truly are the worst of bad dreams, the kind that seem so real and make you wake up with your heart in your throat; I hope my next dream is more fun and brimming with friendly dragons, magical quests, and beautiful maidens that sound like Regina Spektor and look like…well, Regina Spektor. But maidenly.

Cross your fingers, people!

At the edge of the rest of your life
At the end of a one-way road
I was losing everything
And tonight may never shine
If you never open your eyes
I keep this heart right next to mine

– “The Sirens Sing” by The Anniversary

Written by Paul

June 11, 2008 at 12:00 am

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