The other characters in the strip talk about their houses and yards. It’s been understood from the beginning that Tuttle just has his shell (inside of which are a big screen TV, a Blue-Ray player, and several other amenities that he says all fit in there due to “quantum reality”).
I think congressmen (and women) should only make as much money as the median income in their home district and are banned from being lobbyists after leaving office. Oh, and they get the same health care as the average person back home, too.
This one was inspired by my work as a hospice chaplain. We were given new tablets last year which require sync’ing several times a day. This strip went over very well at work, even with the bosses.
I guess it’s a handy feature for work’s sake, but it bugs me that–when I’m in my car–the stereo system will pause the music so I can answer the calls. I’d much rather just miss the calls.
