(comicgenesis link to the same strip here)
Out of the hedge, into the spongy area in the corner.
This month's storyline is extra bizarro on account of me not wanting to drop reality on you, but my Uncle Foots passed away last night, far too soon for a dude as awesome as him. If you've ever been to Universal Studios in California and thought the trams ran really quiet and clean, my Uncle Don was partly responsible for that. If you enjoy anything I've done online, you have my Uncle Don to thank for that, too, because in 1990 he sent me my first modem so we could keep in touch via e-mail, and made sure I kept up on all the new nerdery along the way. He was a friend to parrots, dogs, cats, rats and ferrets, helped raise three amazing women, and loved my Aunt Janet even though she'd chase him with a wooden spoon from time to time. I hit the jackpot in uncles, people, and this one was Tiny in nickname only. ♥