Here’s me, relaxing and not thinking about politics for a bit. Instead I decided to draw a picture of me relaxing. If I were less rusty I might have attempted to depict me in the act of depicting me, but hey that’s all a bit too clever-clever anyway. So here I am, just relaxing.

Maybe I’m waiting for you kids to settle down and quit playing your damn video games so I can tell you a story about the olden days, when computers had only 11 cubits of RAM and cost more than your kidney, and porn was downloaded on punchcards delivered by mail with the holes arranged to look like boobies.

And I’ll hardly even mention the fact that the seventh anniversary of the the September 11 attacks has passed and the administration that was on watch that day is still in power, having been unable to catch the individual they hold most responsible and having gone on to exploit the event as justification for invading a sovereign nation while telling everyone who disagreed with their illegal war to go fuck themselves. Oh but hey Saddam is dead so the world is like a million times safer now, right…?