Tag: the terrible things we are ashamed of

  • Quit carping. (Sorry! It’s…too easy.)

    Quit carping. (Sorry! It’s…too easy.)

    Perhaps you noticed that last week I failed to post a comic. (Perhaps you didn’t? Jerk.) Dave and I (and a semi-sedated Paul) made a bold cross-country road trip from Wisconsin back to Arizona, and are now comfortably ensconced in an old adobe apartment building with a beautiful courtyard. Walking around our neighborhood is like…