The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

Last night kicked my ass. And...that, I think, is all I'm going to say about that in any kind of a public setting.

-My trip to Richmond for new tires ended up costing me almost $1100. Ouch.

-Picture this: You're on a narrow, winding country road, with no shoulder and no median. Just one lane in each direction. You're lost. You're approaching a stop sign at a Y-intersection - immediately to your left is a gas station. What do you do?

Hint: You DON'T stop at the stop sign and pull out your map. Common sense, people!

-I am completely incapable of taking any movie that features Dr. Zoidberg as the villain seriously.

-I have a shitload of work to be done, and I'm having trouble finding my motivation.

-Also, I need a nap.

-And lunch.

-[EDIT] My other COA artist recently sent me a few new pieces. One of them is titled The Bitter One. I had nothing to do with this, but it's damn funny anyway.