Contrary to popular belief, and also cartoons, ants do not ruin picnics. Mosquitoes do. Ants try to eat your food, but mosquitoes try to eat YOU, which is a whole lot worse. Where I live, the summers are pretty humid, and mosquitoes rule the night, and also the evening, and also the better part of the afternoon. Its hard to enjoy the outdoors when your children are being drained of what little blood they have.

I’ve been playing a lot of Animal Crossing: New Leaf recently. Correction: I’ve been playing a lot of Animal Crossing: New Leaf lately. And I don’t think I’m the only one, either. Part of me was worried that not enough people would understand today’s comic, but then I realized Animal Crossing is what all the cool kids are playing.

As I type this, the neighbors are still firing off fireworks. In the morning, the ground will be littered with the charred corpses of what remains of their late-night fireworks displays. It’s the same every year. No one’s tried to become a human firework yet, but I expect it’s only a matter of time. Winslow’s still trying to perfect it.

And thus concludes Winslow’s reign of editorial terror… OR DOES IT? Yes, it does. Oh, Pooh Bear…

I cannot tell you how long I’ve wanted to draw this. This month’s story arc about Winslow becoming an editor finally provided me with an opportunity to sneak it in.