Snow? Whah???

It's snowing out. What?? WHY? It's been spring for more than a week now!

It's not fair! I'm sure there's a reason why we label seasons the way we do! Summer means abundant sun. Autumn means colored leaves. Winter means cold cold cold cold cold. Spring is supposed to free us from winter's mean grasp, but I guess this just isn't the case this year. Waaaah!

I suppose the groundhog has been more correct this year than ever before.

We're Bachelors, Baby

Check out these eight Garfield comics:










AUUUUGH!
Jim Davis! What are you doing??

The first six comics are all from the same week in November of 2006. The seventh is from last September, and the eighth is from today. There is something in common between all eight comics:

"We're bachelors, baby."

Running gag, or creative genius running out of jokes? I have been of the opinion that Garfield reached the peak of funniness in the mid-'90s or so, and hasn't really been as funny since. Recently, it seems to have been picking up a little, but it's repetitive stuff like this that I'm afraid will tire me out.

I'm wondering why Liz thinks their house is messy. I hardly ever notice any clutter. Indeed, all we ever see in nearly every Garfield comic these days is a basic horizontal line representing the edge of the table or floor, and usually nothing else. Garfield will occasionally scratch the chair or the drapes, but Jon usually has them replaced by the next day.

And why is Garfield only now pointing out that they're bachelors? The word "bachelor" was hardly ever tossed about before Jon and Liz started dating. Why start now? Once they get married, you're going to have to stop using your new catchphrase, Garfield.

Sigh... and Garfield didn't even do his cute head tilt today.

In honor of all these comics, I have designed one of my own:

Smash Bros.

I'm sorry that I haven't updated my blog recently. I've been busy with things lately: I had finals, I had a wedding to go to, and most importantly, I have been playing my new Smash Bros. game.

Super Smash Bros. Brawl came out a few weeks ago, and it's very fun and addictive. If you want to play it online with me, we'll need to exchange friend codes. Here's mine: 4768-7124-1597

Where Are We?

It's 1995 or so. It's round three, the category is Where Are We?, and you've just solved the puzzle! Now all you have to do to win a cool $500 bonus is tell Pat where we are!


Hmmm... traps, holes, hazards, and greens? Well, duh! It's obvious!

"Phoenix!"

No, that's not right. I can't believe he said "Phoenix"! The idiot should have said "Golf course". It's not a big surprise that he didn't go on to the bonus round.

Wrong Mail

Help! We've been getting mail that isn't ours!

The name of the street we live on is some number followed by Avenue; the next road over has the same number followed by Place. The problem is that we keep getting mail intended for the people on the other street with the same house number because it's incorrectly addressed to our street! We got three envelopes in the mail today that I had to correct and put back into the mailbox for redelivery.

Some people just don't know how to address a letter. We often get mail addressed to the Dilbert family, and that's just annoying.