My First Fan Mail

I sent this letter to Jerry Holkins, AKA Tycho of Penny Arcade on February 19 of year.

Dear Mr Holkins,

I am a long time fan of Penny Arcade, and there is a character I haven't seen in a while that I'm a little worried about: your cat.  Was it based on a real cat?  If it was in the comic in the late nineties, it must be pretty old these days, if it is still alive at all.  My condolences if this is not the case, and apologies for bringing up the death of your (possibly fictional) pet.  I must confess I'm not a regular reader of the news posts, and you may have mentioned this already.  I would be extremely grateful if you could assuage my fears as to the well being of this historic Penny Arcade character. 

Thank you for your time,

Noelle Stoffl

This is the comic from March 5:

Are these two events related?  I have no idea!



Penny Arcade is obviously copyright its creators, with thanks and apologies from yours truly.

Burn It All, Especially That Prim Fucking Douchbag Sauntering Cat

Right after Mark proved that our smoke detectors don't work with a huge pot of blackened, nearly flaming rice, Sam burnt rice in our other pot.   Our house smells bad, and we're going for takeout.

Edit: as our first FOUR restaurant choices were closed, we went and got pizza at Talarico's.  I don't eat cheese. Guess how much I love when we go out for pizza.  On the way home after we picked up our slices, a cat runs out in front of us, in Aaron's effort to save this prim fucking douchbag sauntering cat's stupid, smug life, Aaron breaks abruptly, causing our pizza to fall out of the damn box and onto the filthy filthy floor.  I have opted to not eat dinner tonight.