I'm feeling woozy, tonight. I wasn't feeling great earlier in the evening, and then, well, I watched a 3-D movie that consisted almost entirely of lame CG animation centering around zooming really fast through narrow tunnels, and so, without putting it too coarsely, I'm totally gonna barf soon.

Not related, but I want to announce that my brother Jason and his girlfriend Lori are gettin' themselves hitched! They just told their respective parents, and everyone seems to be for it, and should they decide to have the sort of wedding that calls for it, I'm gonna be Best Man*. Finally, somebody acknowledges it!

Of course, his marriage means I'm a-gonna have to do me some apartment hunting when the day arrives, and I can't possibly convey to you in mere words how much I hate the process of moving. Furniture, as you know, is made to stay in one place, and when people are forced to move it, well, that's messing with the natural order, right there.

Anyways, it's a time of wonder and trepidation -- which I'll have to ponder at a later date, because I think I might have to go vomit now. Enjoy the comic!

*If they decide on something less-traditional, I will take on the lesser title of Merely Adequate Man at the reception.