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I’m glad this place exists and with my recent unemployed situation, I can come here whenever I can, but, check out their hours of operation: Monday – Noon to 5:00 PM Tuesday – Not Open Wednesday – 8:00 AM to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There are only 12 houses in my mother’s neighborhood (including her house). Over the last few months I’ve been disappointed in seeing the several houses that have had Trump signs and flags hanging outside. I can’t say that this neighbor[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yeah, I may be nit-picking here. If, as I say in the comic, they’d pasted a change of address sticker with my new address on the flyer I’d have just shrugged and tossed it. It still would be stupid, since[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Across the street my house, at the corner, is a school bus stop. When I usually work from home I can hear the kids and the bus pick them up (if I have my windows open) waiting at the stop.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yes, in the late 1990’s I thought I could start writing, drawing and self publishing my own comics. I began Baboon Books to handle these comics, and eventually published other cartoonists too. The books never sold, it was a total[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Perhaps I’m reading too much into these random events. Maybe someone flipped on the spotlight switch by accident and merely forgot to turn it off. Maybe they had some flooding in their basement and needed to clear it out. Maybe[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Obviously, this isn’t the only thing I do for my (soon to be 90 year old) mom, who lives by herself. Anytime she needs help, she just needs to call. But this is a set, weekly thing, that she’ll know[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ve grown accustomed, over the years, with frustratingly dealing with companies over the phone. Having to wade through their inane automative answering services, speaking with representatives who are nothing more than glorified operators, and knowing that I didn’t want to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…