Thursday, August 13, 2015

Covering Her Eyes


I suppose as her parents we should be at least marginally grateful that she didn't focus in on the idea of her job providing her free prescriptions...

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Monday, August 10, 2015

From Ear to Maternity


Discerning readers will no doubt have sussed my daughters' clever updating of the famed comic "Thy Mater" scene in Act IV, Scene iii of The Two Gentlemen of Verona.

Sunday, August 9, 2015

I Think This Means My Wife Isn't Real


Yes, you do understand this correctly:  my wife created a club, convinced me to join, and then refused to join herself because it was too lame.

I feel as though if she'd decided to go into finance, we'd be millionaires.

Saturday, August 8, 2015

Some Don't Like "Some Like It Hot"


Wife ultimately revealed to me that, specifically, she can’t stand Tony Curtis’s face, or his voice, or the way he acts.  Other than that, she actually really likes his movies.

Friday, August 7, 2015

There's Method Acting in Her Madness


A couple things:
1.  Because I am a petulant child, I absolutely refuse to put the exclamation point at the end of their silly title.
2.  One of the actors for today's blog, in getting dressed for the comic shoot, accidentally put on two right hands!  How kooky is that?  Can you spot where it happened?

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Sorry! Wrong Number


You've read so much by making it this far in today's post that I've decided not to have a final comment today. So don't read this.

And no, I don't know where Younger Daughter's earbuds went.  They may appear suddenly sometime in the future.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Like the Undead, Comedy Must Be Relentless


My wife really prefers that we not put our feet on the very edge of the coffee table, thus proving that this comic is, indeed, fictional.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Initial Inquiry



I was going to mention to Younger Daughter that when I was in college, actually, I remember Professor Rapp providing plenty of B’s in psychology, but I felt this conversation really needed to be allowed to die with what little dignity it had left.