And that takes care of tuesday, too! weekdays just got no stayin' power. Three to go!

Work is a funny thing, when you get down to it. You take it too lightly, you deteriorate. You take it too seriously, you deteriorate. You strike a perfect balance between life and work, and you deteriorate a bit slower. As the old-timers say, it's not whether you win or lose, because you're inevitably gonna lose. You really only have the choice of what sort of expression you're wearing as the ship goes down. Real inspirational, you dumb old-timers.

I aint trying to be cynical, here -- worldview-wise, I'm hardly Nietzsche. It's just an observation of fact. Scramble all you want, build your towers and your statues, enslave the populace and have your way with their women, but in the end, you're still sharing real-estate with creepy-crawlies.

Okay, maybe it's a little cynical, but it's past midnight and I'm not sure where I'm going with this. It's not to rally everybody to throw in the towel and hide under rocks wearing sackcloth and smears of ash, nor is it to necessarily go the route of quitting one's job and live a carefree vagabond existence. It's more a call towards examining one's occupation, and determining whether it's actually helping things, in the grand scheme.

So says the cartoonist. I don't know, I'd like to think that the comics industry holds some practical societal benefits in the areas of, you know, morale, that sort of thing... But, then, how many cartoons do you need to keep the populace going? Not that many, I'm betting, even when you account for the demoralizing effects of such longtime comics-page staples as "Family Circus" and "Cathy."

Hmm.

Norm's Link-o-th'-Moment:

Stomp-Tokyo

Now the link actually works!