
I’ve had this very conversation. Fortunately, it didn’t devolve into a fight. We were too lazy.

I’ve had this very conversation. Fortunately, it didn’t devolve into a fight. We were too lazy.

I was surprised how many people didn’t get this joke. Their response was generally, “That’s not how you spell Oklahoma.” O, really?


Who all knows the real words? Sing with me now!

I was so sad when our local Dairy Queen went out of business. Lots of rumors, but I just want my ice cream back!

To Tolkien fans, the idea that the Arkenstone might have been a Silmaril is barely possibly. But a Palantir? Of course not!

See, the guy in the third panel is not actually a pole cat. And neither is he a poll cat. He’s a skunk.

It’s funny all the people who missed the joke because they thought I had misspelled “pole cate” in the first panel. Why were they reading me in the first place?

I did see this “argument” in a book a while back, which is where the idea came from for this strip. Do you know what I’m talking about?

When I was a hospice chaplain there was one sweet old lady who loved for us to sing old hymns together. She used to always say we should go on the road and people would pay to hear us sing.