Calvin strikes again

Calvin and Hobbes really helps bring back fond memories of old times. Today was unique because it brought back fond memories, but only mixed emotions. Eh.

I remember one warm afternoon when I was in elementary school day care. There was Debra (I think) who was the boss/leader, Pauline the assistant, and Darren and Jennifer who I think were studying to be teachers or something. I miss them. More on Jennifer at a later time.

I know the preview is tremendously small, so click to enlarge.

Bill Watterson, Oct. 30, 1995.

Anyway, I was telling some other kid, “uckfay ouyay.” LOL, I thought I was such a genius just like Calvin. But then the day care lady, Pauline, heard me and was like, “Young man! I know what you just said! I’m going to tell your mother.” Needless to say, my mom just laughed. Happy Birthday Mom.

Terror strikes eggling

This morning our faithful puppy, Yuki, discovered a clear and present danger on our table requiring immediate attention and prompt annihilation. Before this, the eggling was slowly establishing itself in an uprising of bushy green stalks with a clear view to the outside world. Thanks to Yuki’s swift action, the eggling is no more. There was no evidence of a struggle as only a few sandy entrails were strewn onto the table.

In an effort to resuscitate it, I quickly added water to the sad, lifeless pot but I must report that the prognosis for a full recovery is poor. Thanks Jackie, but the eggling had no chance against Yuki’s surprise attack. Sadly, we only have memories of the eggling’s birth (an eggling is born).