“The storm had now definitely abated, and what thunder there was now grumbled over more distant hills, like a man saying ‘And another thing…’ twenty minutes after admitting he’d lost the argument.”

- Douglas Adams

Not TOTALLY relevant, I guess, but that’s what went through my mind when I finished this one.

I’ve got a ridiculous cold that I can’t seem to stop complaining about because it seems to have restricted my brain activity to about 70% of its norm, and to even reach the creative part of what’s left of my brain I have to pull each idea through a thick mucusy wall.  That’s my excuse for why this strip is late.  That and, y’know, Christmas and stuff.

There’s a lot more I could’ve done with the whole “extending jokes past their expiration date” angle.  I contemplated having the guy suggest that he could rework his dated jokes in a more meta direction and put them online anyway, and the guy on the phone saying that this was a ridiculous cop-out, but ultimately decided that was edging a bit too close to the fourth wall with a hammer behind my back.

My lovely wife is, alas, not currently home to provide an assessment on this strip, but rest assured that she saved you all from two rather terrible ones earlier in the week.

See you soon!  Hope you all had glorious holiday-type things, and have a fantastic new year!

Sudafed and coffee,