Comic Updated September 15, 2008

Despite my best efforts, I am still thirty years old. Curses!

On the actual anniversary of my birth, me and my immediate family -- along with my grandmother -- went out for a Chinese buffet, something still moderately exotic to my grandmother, who gravitated to the traditional Cantonese delicacies of mashed potatoes, chicken nuggets, and macaroni and cheese. She has since stated great affection for the cuisine of the Orient.

Sunday was the broader celebration, and many were in attendance, eating, drinking, and being merry. I was there, too, and was congratulated with many hurrahs on my longevity, regardless of the numerous aesthetic ravages of old age upon my body.

Of course, the REAL star of the evening was Jason's not-quite-3/4-of-a-year-old daughter, Annabelle, who arrived wearing a Halloween-themed jumper and a tiny, black cap shaped like an owl. Much awww-ing ensued. The child has all of a showman's natural instincts, except for the foresight to charge for her performances. No doubt that will come in time.

And, so, here we are. I, thirty. You, listening to me complain about being thirty. To both of us, I say: Get used to it.

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