8/7/08 "Dr.Funn"

So my birthday draws near and I will be entering my 24th year of life this Saturday, August 9th. And by ďmy,Ē I mean Dylanís. There are those out there who seem to think that both Jeff and I write the Happs, but itís all me, baby. How do two people even type one thing? It canít be done. Keyboards arenít big enough.

As you can imagine, birthdays in Disappointmentville are beyond disappointing, well into depressing territory. I think the plan is to go see Pineapple Express, which Iím happy with, but itís just dumb luck that a movie that I want to see somewhat coincides with my birthday. Thereís also a plan to go bowling next week, which could be fun, but only as fun as bowling can be.

Our schedule is still somewhat erratic and we apologize. You need to understand that Jeff doesnít simply have bouts of busy times, he just leads a busy life. This is a problem for which there is no cure, expect maybe a bullet to the brain. But then who would draw the comic? Zombie Jeff?

Zombie Jeff got shot in the head!