27Sep02 (Monthenor): Not bad for a comic that didn't exist this morning. I was going to write off this week as a loss, maybe turn Morgion loose with the stick figures, but I sat my butt down and managed to put out a comic. So there.

See, the reason there was no comic was because I had a raging head cold Wednesday and Thursday. The kind where you don't wanna move and you're in bed by 8PM. It was bad. It was made worse by the fact that I caught this cold walking home from West Acres Amoco after my car was diagnosed with "being 18 years old", a treatable condition if I have about $600 and a week. So there was little time left for drawing a comic.

The cold is almost gone now...which is good, because I hate acting like some arthritic pussy. It happens every time I get a cold; suddenly it's all "moan this" and "whine that" and "wah I'm expectorating my body weight in snot every three hours". It's like somebody slipped me some pussy pills (which aren't nearly as fun as they sound) along with my non-lethal virus.

29Sep02 (Monthenor): After my series of successes with meatrice and pastas, I made the mistake of believing that Food Satan had lost his hold upon my soul. Tonight has once again proven me wrong.

It started out well enough...rice and meat, cooked in a sauce. Except that this sauce was made from EEEEVIL!! I warmed summer sausage in a mixture of vegetable oil, worcester sauce, and Italian seasonings. Separately, I boiled up a whole mess of rice. And then, gripped by a diabolical impulse, I combined the whole thing...oil and all.

I did not end up with lightly fried italian sausage chunks in rice. I ended up with barely edible sausage chunks in an oily pseudo-rice mush. It was vile beyond all reckoning, even for a bacon-hardened grease junkie like myself. It was thick, heavy, disgusting, and not at all spicy.

Now, I despise throwing food away. It is simply wrong to toss away food on some silly pretext like "I can't stand it". But right now this Rice of Evil is bound in metal, sealed with dreade majicks, and destined to end up in the Fargo Sanitary Landfill. Thanks to the unfortunate upwind location of said dump, soon everybody will share in the scent of my rice-spawn. I wouldn't be surprised if we were wallowing in rice stank for years to come. In fact, when our civilization has been laid to dust for nigh 600 years, then my Rice will rise from their aluminum tomb and have their vengeance! Let all those who defile their domain pay with their gastrointestinal weepings!!

And then I had a granola-bar-and-EZ-Cheez sammich. Mmm mmm good!