the open floorplan on the right-hand side is nice. i like that my wife can keep an eye on me in the kitchen while she makes my estrogen.

owls don’t feel a need to delude themselves.

there are always bees in the banana stand.

just one more reason why, if the roadless rule goes away in the u.s., it will be bad for all of us.

2001 roadless rule recission | open for comment

“anything could happen with me”

sounds like a good argument for the 25th.

culture can have a profound effect on society.

i failed to consider snail h.r. policy

what good friends! the ant for considering the snail’s mobility restrictions, the snail for devoting two months of its life to get there.

first thing I thought about when bezos did his we’re gonna move workers to space schtick.

yup. best job i ever had is toast now.

you load sixteen tons, whattaya get? another day older and deeper in debt st. peter don’cha call me, 'cause I can’t go i owe my soul to the company store

a lot of shitty dems have turned coat and said they’ll support rogers. i suspect this is an attempt to get them back. I hate it, but that’s the best reason I can come up with.

first comic that I literally lol’ed at in a long time. thanks!

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I’d love to read something positive. is there an article you can share?

this one hits hard

my first day of eighth grade (read: long ago) i was walking to my bus stop when i was struck by an automobile. it was a cool morning and the high schooler who was driving was running late (speeding, didn’t defrost his windshield, probably distracted). i went flying into a puddle at the end of a neighbor’s driveway. he kept driving, claimed he thought he hit a mailbox. probably the most fucked up part was the cop on the scene blaming me for walking on the right-hand side of the road. apparently I was supposed to know better. so, yeah, acab and fuck cars.

birds have been on the decline for decades.

so to sum up, populations of insects that feed on/harm trees are growing and more able to complete their life cycles given the warmer winters. i don’t really subscribe to the philosophy of hobbes, but this makes me think of the road and how there were just no more trees. would be a brutish existence indeed never to hear a bird sing again nor find shade beneath the branches of a towering oak.

looks like a sword, but I think they’re just swinging from some steel cables so your point stands.