Alas -- Woe, baby. A strip by Ian Ton.

Sunday, October 29, 2006 -- 07:00:02 PM: Carved my pumpkin yesterday: big ol' spider, complete with web. Renfield incarnated on a gourd.

Thursday, October 26, 2006 -- 09:31:43 PM: I have no costume picked out. If I don't think of one soon, I'm gonna have to be Spider Jerusalem or Baron Samedi again. What's depressing is how both of those are only becoming easier poses to adopt...

Wednesday, October 25, 2006 -- 09:44:43 AM: SNAFU! Today's strip will be posted this evening, rather than this morning.

And now it's up. Friday will be on time. My iPod ran out of juice today. That is an unrelated event. I have Mortimer Brewster on the telly. That is not unrelated.

Monday, October 23, 2006 -- 08:09:02 AM: I spent the weekend walking around the Old Burial Ground in Sturbridge, MA. The walls of that cemetery were laid down by Revolutionary War vets, which gives some idea of just how Olde we're talking here. It's something I'm a little jealous of as a Hoosier; the oldest stone I can find in the Moon Cemetery "back home" only dates to 1850. I labor under the impression that there exists an historic body gap.

Thursday, October 19, 2006 -- 04:11:16 PM: "Oh, Mortimer, don't be so inquisitive. The man died because he drank some wine... with poison in it." Still one of my favorite films.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006 -- 08:54:58 PM: "So how'd you like to dance with a soul with no control, over left or under right?" Ah, Senator Dillwilly, what became of ye?

Friday, October 13, 2006 -- 07:59:59 AM: It's that auspicious day again! Buy some cider and doughnuts, put on Arsenic and Old Lace, avoid ladders, cats, and mirrors.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006 -- 08:02:58 AM: I am the very modal of the major modern genera.

Monday, October 09, 2006 -- 08:32:59 AM: I would like to defend some of my recent actions that my friends have questioned. Okay, yes: I go trawling on YouTube for videos of kittens. However, cats are still half-feral, malignant beasts, so doting on kittens is like cooing over Charlie Manson's baby photos. Also, however awkward kittens may be, at least they don't inspire the sort of shame that humans do when they turn the camera on themselves. Seriously, how much lip-synching can we suffer?