i _didn't_ do a new bucket and dog this weekend, or any new gag panels. sometimes i think i am just not a very funny person, these funny-type ideas do not come to me so easily.

i _did_ finish elanor's band's website, which i'll prolly link to tomorrow or something. it has some pretty illustrations on it.

i _did_ buy a new copy of lynda barry's cruddy, and start to re-read it. the first time i read this book it left me sobbing in a fetal position in the middle of my bed. big, sloppy, heaving, gaspy sobs. that's how fucking great this book is.

and we're going to see the aristocrats tonight! i hear that bob saget guy has a filthy, filthy mind. naughty boy!