
When the post-oil, zombie apocalypse comes at least my face will be free of acne.

When the post-oil, zombie apocalypse comes at least my face will be free of acne.

When I drew this last week I almost inserted “Caddyshack,” but went with “Blazzing Saddles” instead. Now, in light of writer/director/actor Harold Ramis’ death today, I wish I’d stuck with “Caddyshack.” Nevertheless substance–when it comes to movies–is always in the eye of the beholder, and often differs greatly with gender.

There’s one in every office.

My daughter knows who Katy Perry is. Someday I hope she knows who Julian of Norwich is, too. One has been around about 700 years the other about…15 minutes. A most reassuring quote in an increasingly anxious world.

Valid, constructive criticism is needed in any organization. But there is a time and a place. If you find yourself on the receiving end of an ill-timed, unkind critique, feel free to use this pastor’s response…and let me know how the conversation goes.

This should be my standard response to all requests involving other humans.

The Tonight Show is for young people, singles, the unemployed, those without kids, those with Digital Video Recorders, and night owls. I am none of these. I wish Mr. Fallon well, there’s no way he can be worse than Magic Johnson.

Be safe out there and make good choices, people.

Perception meets reality. After drawing this I realized there is a Far Side cartoon that hits the same theme. Apparently I’ve internalized Gary Larson so much over the years that my subconscious churns out his material. Regardless, this hold true: women should never assume we’re having great thoughts. We’re not.

Derek Jeter spoke to the media yesterday regarding his retirement at the end of the coming season. I believe this accurately represents the feelings of 89% of baseball fans.