You know, every time I think things will settle down long enough to get back on schedule, the fates laugh and decide to prove me wrong.

Some wetbrain tried to break into my house this weekend. Fortunately, they got nothing, but they decided the best means of entry would be to chuck a large freaking rock through my kitchen window.

The rest of the weekend and a good portion of the week so far has been spent dealing with the police, the insurance company and the glazer's. Fun times, let me tell you.

So, no comic on Monday. New one on Wendsday. Sorry for the inconsistant scheduling, all.