Emo Vigilante.

How pathetic is that. Do you wanna beat him with a club as much as I do?

Smart Phone Paranoia.

Remember the old days when we got in the car, drove our walking route, and then subtracted the difference on the odometer to tell how far we'd gone?

Soooooo 20th century.

Who Will Join Me?!?

If I had the time and money, this would be a lot of fun. Go to the SModcast site and listen to the intro to #117: Live Nude Fargo. It's inspiring.

Really Pandering Now.

Ah, Boomtown Minivans. Never Change.

This One Oughta Make Me Some Friends.

Running "Hot" May Not Help Anybody.

You can read the whole article here. It doesn't seem to reach any distinct conclusions, except that EMTs have a 300% greater chance of getting killed on the job, and some people have been killed in ambulance accidents who were not ailing from anything fatal.

The authors studied more than 3,000 trauma patients—those with low blood pressures from bleeding, head injuries, and difficulty breathing—and looked at various time intervals after a 9-1-1 call. The times were compared with outcomes for the patients in the hospital. The result: shorter intervals did not appear to improve survival.

It's interesting. In the comic, naturally, I take it to the extreme, which I wouldn't want to see happening.

TV Should Not Be An Obligation.

I deleted a bunch of stuff from my DVR that I'm sure is probably good. I'm not even gonna name names because somebody will inevitably tell me I'm missing out on something. But c'mon. In theory, I could spend every free hour for the rest of my life watching something. And when I run out stuff, I could go right to DVD box sets of TV shows and keep watching. Hours and hours and hours. And in the end, what have I got to show for it?

So as of right now, shows that fit the above-stated criteria (along with the appropriate category) include:

1. Lost (3)
2. Justified (2,3)
3. The United States of Tara (3)
4. The Office (1)
5. Parks and Recreation (1)
6. 30 Rock (1)

And in the near future, shows that haven't started their seasons yet:

7. Rescue Me (1,3)
8. Californication (1,2,3)
9. Entourage (1,3)

I'm probably forgetting a couple, but you get the point.

And the best part is, thanks to the wonder of DVR technology, I can watch that shit on my own time.

So don't kill your television. Just tame it.

Don't Text And Drive. Or Read.

HAPPY FRIDAY!!

Is it just me or was this week almost painfully long?

Yeah, This Oughta Work.

As 210,000 gallons of oil continue to leak into the Gulf every day, the dome will take several days to be put in place, 5,000 feet underwater.

"The hope is that the container will collect the leaking oil, which would be sucked up to a drill ship on the surface," CNN reported. "If the operation is successful, BP plans to deploy a second, smaller dome to deal with a second leak in the ruptured pipe."

What about the fish who get caught in the dome? How will they be evacuated? Will they have to get on a motorcycle and ride around and around the inside of the dome until they reach the top?

It worked for Homer and Bart.

God's Into Pyrotechnics, Apparently.

The good governor is opposed to further regulation of the oil industry and offshore drilling. He was quoted as saying, "from time to time there are going to be things that occur that are acts of God that cannot be prevented."

Governor Perry then said, "we don't know" what caused the explosion, sinking, and massive spilling of oil, and a little later he admitted that it was most likely due to "mechanical failure."

Huh.

I guess if you hang around and listen long enough, logic has a way of creeping back into the conversation. My question? Why open with God? Why even start there?

"DRILL, BABY!! DRILL!!"

Science Boy!

I can't do the story justice. We've all heard about the outrageous list of demands made by concert performers -- specifically the one about the bowl of M&M's with all the brown ones removed. I always thought it was somebody like Madonna, just being a pain in the ass.

There is logic to it, and it's damn impressive.

Anyway, here is the long overdue first appearance in the comic by my neighbor, Science Boy. Cheers!

Sunday Night Pick-Up.

Okay, so the lighting effects got a little wonky, but I think it suits the mood. Not much of a Happy Monday comic, but it's Sunday night and I'm killing time before I go pick up Shopgirl and Sparky at the train station. They're coming back late from Chicago. Sadly, the trip was neither business nor pleasure.