Just something simple for today. Sometimes, you just want to draw a picture of someone eating his own head, only it isn’t really his head, because he’s using his head to eat the new head. Also, when the old head isn’t attached to the body, the new head doesn’t have anywhere to go after it’s chewed up. This is basic stuff, but I thought I’d point it out to you.

Most wizards’ power comes directly from their hats. The hats actually act as second brains, because the majority of spells are so incredibly complex the average person has no way of storing more than a handful at a time. Truly great wizardry requires a substantial repertoire, and so the standard issue wizard hat is employed to store all the spells the wizard can’t remember on their own. Strange but true!

I’ve been slowly adding to Annie’s strange family dynamic ever since I blessed her with insanity way back when. Dinners like this can only happen in the winter, when Annie’s parents are around. She throws open all the windows, piles snow along the walls, and cooks a nice spaghetti dinner. Luckily, the cold also helps Robot Ben operate at maximum efficiency, and his conversations are a lot better than his usual repertoire of quotations from John C. Reilly movies and early episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

We’ve had some bitter cold days here in the DC area (not as many as I would like, and certainly not enough snow, but whatever). What boggles my mind is all the professional women around here that wait for buses and subways in skirts. Short skirts. And not skirts with stockings or boots or anything else that would come between their skin and the weather. I don’t know how they do it. I don’t know why they do it. But it just seems like madness.

I didn’t feel like writing a strip with actual dialogue for today. So instead of dialogue, I’ve inserted the basic idea of what the characters are saying. Feel free to imagine them talking about whatever the hell you want. It’s my Friday gift to you, gentle viewers.